My Brother That Never Was

My Brother That Never Was

A Poem by Ruby of the Mountains
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A poem about my imaginary brothers and my ex-friends whom I used to consider as my brothers. (Something I decided to write to relieve my stress :))

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Once upon a time, I had two brothers.

 

One was rude and perverted

Mean yet kind

Bad yet good.

 

The other was clumsy and careless

An obivious smile plastered to his face

Innocent and kind.

 

Then suddenly...

The horror of betrayal

The emptiness of being alone

And just...

Sadness.

 

They weren't my real brothers.

Only a mere field-trip brought us together

While reality wrenched us apart.

Neither would spare a glance at me

Not even when I broke.

 

I had always wanted an older brother.

He is here now.

My brother that never was.

 

He is rude, cruel, and foul-mouthed

The sharp, jagged rocks by the crashing shore

The tough gangster that roams the streets

His harshness directed at anyone but me.

My brother that never was.

 

He is emotionless, cold, and bitter

The biting chill of a blizzard in wintertime

The silence in the night

His hard eyes would soften, only to me

My brother that never was.

 

He is cheerful, happy, and kind

The warmth of the sun

The gentleness and grace of a swan

His eyes full of pride as he saw my talents

My brother that never was.

 

I had been falling

In a pit of endless darkness

But I managed to grasp onto a ledge

And pull myself up, step by step.

Because I saw him.

Encouraging me, coaxing me forward

Out of the dark that was dragging me down

My brother that never was.

© 2010 Ruby of the Mountains


Author's Note

Ruby of the Mountains
I have a vivid imagination, and often imagine anime characters, as silly as that sounds, to be my friends, brothers, or sisters. And yes, my two "brothers" were my best friends that suddenly stopped talking to me. I did get into a *cough* little "depression" mode once and started crying every night, but then I snapped out of it and let my imagination take me through. I don't have an older brother, though I think it would be nice if I had one! I have older sisters, but they seem more like moms because they are so much older than me... XD No flaming, peoples, and feel free to rate and review this sucky poem!

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Added on March 26, 2010
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