As life grows tougher,
you take a turn that I never thought you’d take
Drugs and alcohol,
the selling, the buying…
It hurts me to see you this way,
killing yourself slowly…
My brother…
My life…
I grew with you,
know you,
KNOW YOU!
Not a soul alive,
Knows you better then I…
So what’s with the new friends?
Man,
they wouldn’t have your back like me…
Cops come,
and they’d desert you.
But not me…
I ran back looking for you,
Had no idea you were up that hill...
That’s a friend... I didn’t keep going…
That’s a friend…
Your not who I used to know…
Not the fun, smart kid…
Not the brother I grew up with...
Not the man I thought you were…
You’ve changed, and it hurts me to say that…
It breaks my heart…
Fuck the poem format… you’re my brother man. You’re the one who I have always turned to. Whether its women or life. You’re there for me... as I am for you... yeah I know I left, I learned life from other places... but I hated moving from you... I remember breaking down, while talking to Kathleen… I hated that move to Oregon... but when I came back, that was awesome... I remember asking you, if I was the reason, me leaving, the reason why you got involved in all that stuff, and it was, because I wasn’t there to keep you out of it… im sorry man. But I tried. It’s up to you to have the courage and strength to turn it down. I've been there always for you… I've accepted all you’ve done, even if I didn’t agree with it. It was your life. But I can’t stand by anymore and watch you waste it away. You’re a smart kid man. You could do something great… but you’re wasting it… I understand life sucks, and your right, I may not see it all, but you can do something about it… your just not... your waisting it with people who really don’t give a shit... shallow girls... shallow men. The girls don’t give a shit bout who you are inside, just how you look... and guys who wouldn’t be there on a drop of a dime… ever heard that song “Find out who your friends are”? In the chorus he talks about a man dropping his shit, and taking off in the car, not caring bout the distance or gas or money, just getting there to see what’s up with his friend. You know that’s me. You know I would be there on a dime. I've always been. Im back here in Cali man... andi hate to say it, but I can’t stand seeing you do this to yourself. And if you don’t straighten up man, your gonna lose a brother. Your only brother. Your best friend…. I hate to do that to you, but its life man. Its time I put my foot down. I can’t let you do this to yourself... the drugs... the alcohol... your gonna end up like your dad. On the couch… I can’t let you do that... you’re too smart... too good... You’re my brother man… it’s your choice… if you can’t change, then, well it’s been fun... life was great knowing you... Im glad I learned from you... If you change... then you will begin to see what I mean… But remember, I will be here... no matter how long it takes... you will always have a place here... always be my brother... It’s been fun man… peace.
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A contest entry
- Make me feel (pre-writes allowed) by Shacadia Shay.
410 points, ended September 10, 2008, 45 entries
Silver trophy winner
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A wonderful piece of work with all your heart involved. How you tried to reach out to Matt in his time of need. The turmoil you saw him going through, perhaps unable to pull himself out alone. A guiding hand is all that should be needed, and that is where the guardian comes in. I had to cry reading this as i have seen this myself with my own brother, who unfortunately is nolonger with us. Great stuff.


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Aww zack this made me cry... hope matt changes ur a good brother to em..


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Wow Zack. I'm sorry this happened to you, and Matt of course. But I know exactly how you feel. This is EXACTLY what happened between me and Gaby when I moved.
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Pulls My Heartstrings
Wow! This is such a heart felt write that speaks a powerful message. Way to write and just go with what your heart is screaming. I pray that your brother comes around, as I know this is one of the worst things to witness with someone you love so much. Again, great poem and message of love to your brother. I wish you the very best. Blessings, Patty

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Ouch.
♥
You alright my damn mexican?
I know we talked a bit about this last night.
But I still worry.
You've known me for years, you know how I am.
I'm alway shere for you, Zackehpoo.
Oh damn. The girlie thing doesn't work.
HEAD FOR THE HILLZ!

But seriously.
I worry about you.
I lurve you, my bestest friend. -
a fantastic write i like how when you switched to writing in block form you say "fuck the poem format" it makes sense. um a few spelling errors & i regretfully have to ask you to reread the rules & add my symbol to your notes. why not write another poem & add it?
thank you for entering my contest & best of luck.
--Blessed be--
Shacadia Shay
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