Why My Brother
9 September, 2001
Author: Seizure
The last I heard of you, you were on your own
I tried a lot to reach you, you never got your phone
I was just wondering, what's going on in your life
Maybe you're in jail, maybe you got a wife
To me you were important, to me you were the best
Not knowing where you were, made it hard to rest
I saw you get online, late one Sunday night
I knew it wasn't you, as nothing sounded right
It was your roommate, he told me you had gone
To try and block a train, it seems the train had won
You were my family, you were the last I loved
When we played around, you were the one I shoved
Why my brother Jason, did you have to go
I could never reach you, so I couldn't know
That you hated life, as much as you did
We suffered together, when you were a kid
I didn't see this coming, I guess I didn't care
That much of what you said, or what you had to bear
You must really hate me, for treating you that way
I didn't mean to hurt you, I guess you made me pay
I'll never see you now, I wish to god I could
But there is no way, if there was I would
Didn't you get my message, I sent almost each week
Why couldn't you reply? Why couldn't we speak?
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Donna (68.48.86.160) -- Friday, January 3 2003, 11:45 pm I love all your poems,i'm reading them all,i'm just wondering if this one is true and all the other ones,keep writing ,u've inspired me ,check out mine and see if itz good,i got a little stuff from yours,i hopes itz ok,itz the one when the guy is waiting for his wife and she doesn't come home and he thinks shes a whore but she was just at the store,hope you didn't mind,but keep writing ur really great,Donna |
Seizure (65.164.72.2) -- Monday, January 6 2003, 08:26 pm Thanks for the props. Glad you liked my work. This one is true and it isn't. It was my brother's roommate playing a "prank" on me at the time... I did the poem after I "thought" it actually happened. But it never did. As for all the other ones being true or not... it depends which poem you're looking at. While most poems are written from personal experience, others are written from stories or other inspirational situations. I'll leave a comment on one of your poems... |
brandi (152.163.252.3) -- Saturday, May 17 2003, 03:24 am hey seizure, i think that u base a lot of ur poems on personal expeirience is what makes them so good. its nice to know that u know what ur talking about instead of guessing what people feel. It makes it seem more real. i liked it but im glad it wasnt true. I bet u were pissed at ur brothers roomate. im working on reading all ur poems and theyre all good. |
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