Lost Brothers

Amongst the bustling crowd, of a quiet town,

In the air full of whispers and joy,

In the town you and I grew up in,

We were little seedlings and in an instant,

We were roaming the streets as unbridled horses,

In the forgotten memory and the lucid dream you’ve been trying to ignore,

Mistakes were made that scarred, changed, and created a misty hue.

New roads to traverse and questions with answers we didn’t know,

And in that confusion I decided to fight these new shadows,

Travelling alone into the dark,

Surrounded, scared, I battled but didn’t care,

Day’s grew into weeks, weeks into months and months into a memory,

the answers to one mystery only lead to questions of another,

Everything was questioned but one thing remained certain,

I wished you were here with me,

My brother, my other half, the one I lost,

I was told that the darkness would leave the more I fought,

The more steps I took, the longer and more foreboding it got,

After realizing this was an endless struggle,

I decided to look back,

Light upon light, the one I fought was my own plight,

But where were you I wondered,

I have erased what was in me so that I could now see,

But it was too late, hovering above the clouds you watched,

At peace and waiting,

That someday we may be reunited,

The forgotten brothers of a war torn world.