the best of times

[colicolo]

"...but the gentle difference is
in two years i'll be dead"

the smoke swirlled away into a cloud
the trees resisted the wind
in the stillness of the moment
it was aparent that he had not sinned

punishment was not called for
my brother was still just a child
deviated from the straight and narrow
announced was the price of living wild

weighed against all he gave for me
all he cared for her inside
uncalled for was the idea
that from the living he must divide

i poured him a beer into a glass
mum would have liked that
but sweet liquor did not ease the burden
the confession took away the innocense hat

in our solitude we did cry
far enough from any acusing witness
the emotional fire had been lit
the stamina of tears bared no fitness

dangerously closer we drew
the irony that we would be apart
"i can not stand to die alone"
but goodbyes were soon to start

as photos became important
letting her know was not
i watched as he stroked her hair
knowing at life she had a better shot

and she would learn to forgive
for he loved her as she was
not as a protective living in fear
no, as his sweet girl he held dear

as she screamed and hit me
the day she found i knew he was to leave
although he could no longer
in time she would learn to breathe

and he tore my soul to keep his lie
but his noble thoughts i kept respected
friendship is a harsh endurance
but is the best of times when reflected

 

[New]

Very sad...and touching. It's hard to lose the ones we love.

 

[up all night]

I felt this. It broke my heart.

 

[katmeow]

I like this the most of anything you've posted.

Very moving.