Yeash, it's been a while. Time is really flying, I swear. But I have been working in the background on stories, so don't fret. As for this poem, I was finally able to finish it after a year or more (?), I don't know. A while. Anyway, I see this happening after my story, Inheritance, and after the previous two poems. Hope you all enjoy it.
The Camping Trip
I laughed the other day
So unlike my usual
It silenced all around the campfire
And made them look my way.
It was a boys night out
Or so I believed
But what I heard and thought
Did not seem to fit
I heard of Kai's struggles
Taking over for his parents
Then his struggles to connect
After they returned
I heard Cole try to help him
Give advice on what to do
Recounting what he did himself
When it was he and his own dad
Lloyd and Zane were both quiet
Throughout the whole ordeal
But I could tell by watching
They were giving Kai support
All the while I'd sat there
Thinking for myself
What would things be like for me
If I found the parents of my birth?
What emotions would surround me?
Would I be happy? Would I Cry?
Or would I be just angry enough
To yell at the both of them?
Question them for sure
On why I was left alone
Or at least the one who carried me.
To my sire I would laugh
Why was I so foolish
To believe the words he wrote?
To try and use them on my friends?
That was when I looked up
Only then did I see
The confusion in their eyes
And was there concern
Within my friends as well?
I don't want to burden them
With my own hard thoughts
I feel tonight should be on Kai
Given how things have turned out
This night was not our first
For this camping trip
Lloyd had already bared himself
The first night we set camp
Zane and Cole shared last night's time
Despite my thoughts on that
With all the baggage that they've got
They should have had time to themselves
This little bonding camping trip
Turned into a 'bare your soul' thing
And first master knows
That we all need to talk
But the others, at least i feel,
Cannot help with my ordeal
For none of them could quite compare
The feeling of losing yourself
Because of this I try and deter
The questioning words they send my way
But then my head is forced to turn
When Kai asks about my own parents
It's like he hits the nail on the head
When he asks about my adoptive folks,
asks about the letter they gave me,
And if I need to talk
How is it the one who spied
Some time ago now
Has realised that I'm still troubled
While I uttered not a word
How is it that he,
Who just moments ago
Was talking about his parental troubles,
Wants me to spill my own?
It leaves me in even more turmoil
There is no way they could understand
But I know just by looking at them
That they would do their very best
Kai and Cole especially
Seem to know something's going on
Without a word to them
They've planted themselves by my side
Before I know it
Something rolls down my cheeks
It takes another few minutes
To release my cries
And as Lloyd and Zane come sit around
And Kai wraps me in his arms
The words spill out of my mouth
Without consent but somehow wanted
Some camping trip this has been
Bonding through tears and fears
But what's the bet when we return
We'll keep silent watch over each other
- Jay Walker
