Unheard sorry

8.11.2010

Friday

End is unheard sorry

Mm...,

To my sister ,

From the inner voice of your brother 

I walked a path she tried to mend,

A brother lost, a love to defend.

Her gentle words, her careful pleas,

Fell unheard, like whispers in the breeze.

She warned of shadows, of pain, of scars,

Of dreams that burn out like falling stars.

But blind with love, I didn’t see

The silent cost it would take from me.

I fell too deep, I held on tight,

To a fleeting love, to a fading light.

Each moment sweet, yet sharp as glass,

Breaking in hands not meant to last.

And every day, her worried eyes

Would search my face, and then the skies,

As if a storm she couldn’t stop

Would one day bring my heart to drop.

I’d laugh it off, say love was strong,

That holding on could not be wrong.

But love grew cold, as seasons change,

And left me bound in endless pain.

I drifted lost, a hollow shell,

Stuck in a self-made, silent hell.

Each memory a thorn, each thought a chain,

Pulling me deeper into darkened rain.

Then came the night, with roads so wet,

Where I drove fast, without regret,

Through fog and tears, I couldn’t see,

The turn ahead, the final plea.

And in those last, lone seconds passed,

I heard her voice, a warning cast.

But love was louder, pain too strong,

And fate arrived to prove her wrong.

Now she stands, by stone and ground,

With broken whispers, tear-stained sound,

"Brother, why didn’t you hear my call?

I tried to save you from the fall."

Her sorrow lingers, bound to me,

A sister’s grief, wild and free,

For a brother lost, who chased a flame,

And left her here with only his name......

Was it all carelessness,

Was it my ignorance,

Was it my ego,

Or my Fate I drew!!!....