(Self Rememberance) Forgiven. For Everything.

The Happiest i have ever been,
My brothers life lay in my hands.
Though the ravaging winds of change,
the storminess of youth/corruption
The evil of Her lurked outside the door.
The fear in his gentle eyes
Gentle eyes of my little one
My little one, my platinum mischievous other half
And the fearsome monster, heralding Justices' minions,
right outside our door.

An only chance, a wretched choice.
Something i could never do.
Something he couldnt do himself.

The deepest cuts into paled and strained tendons.
across his wrists a river of crying
crying for help crying crimson
as we lost all remnants of childhood and innoccence.

I saved him from a fate worse than Her.
The guilt
The blood
The flickering reflecting light of
a stained razor in my hands.

He cried. And i was forgiven.



And though Justice swept him up and away
To a safety he was taken. In my fathers keep he would now survive. Though I was able to take him from this lair we were trapped, i remained alone with the pain and evil of her.



One of the few things i wish i could have, would be the chance to be a child again. The burden of parenthood ive carried for my little brother. even now, when he is so far away. He is more fragile in mind than i am, and he is not well now. and i feel so helpless right now.

02/23/2002

Posted on 02/23/2002
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