So currently, I’m feeling a little under the weather, having pushed myself a bit further then I should have, so rather then write a book review (those take me a surprising amount of work), I really just wanted to do a smaller post, bringing back a poem, actually. So out of all the poems, this one’s not my best work, however, I don’t think it’s terrible, so that’s why I’m giving it a spot. Not to mention, it’s something I’m writing on a whim, and not a thought out poem. This one’s actually dedicated to my little brother, who is the most amazing guy, but is finally being hit by some very hard emotions in his life.
I love my brother with my life, and from the very beginning I promised myself that I would protect him with my life. That being said, this poem goes out to anyone, fighting for a reality, and going through multiple ones.
Remember to live your life like the ginchy story that it is!
It’s the silent cries that come from the night,
That reveal what laughter once hid,
The tears that stream, the pain that gleams,
When reality comes into view,
That the child-like dreams and schemes
Become a young mans attempt to fight
To grow to become something bigger then them..
The decisions to let reality be his drug, to take him under,
It’s slowly becoming his reality.
The reality that what he once trusted, can’t be trusted.
A painful, cruel reality, pushing the child-like passions.
It’s the harsh words and the painful memories, fighting,
Turning the cries at night to anger in the day, the anger that takes the morning,
The reality that every dream and scheme, laughter and uncertainty, has become
Nothing but a distant reality, as fears collide, and bring a young man alive,
Hoping to show a brave young man, that despite his battles,
That eventually, laughter and trust, and all that was messed up, will become
The pass, as he bravely takes on a new reality, of faith and trust,
laughter and passion, boldly shining, the new reality.