Saturday, June 25, 2005

You know, I really wished that the people around you were wrong and I was right. But it was not to be. I tried being as good a mentor, friend and brother to you as best as i can be, but it appears that one's best is not good enough for you. Your help i appreciate and while you could not see the things that had been done for you too, it is fine, for there are no measures to count as such.

If you believe all the effort that i had put in before then werent enough, then i return all that i owe with that punch you gave me to my face. NO ONE ever got away touching my face, not even my god damned dad. And yet you tried to push it, thought i was soft. I have grown tolerant and patient but i have not grown soft. I feel no remorse for what i did but i pity you. Little by little you are just proving those whispers behind you right. I do hope you are reading this, for it will be my last piece of advise for you. Continue down this path, and your demise will be your own to shoulder.

Peace.

Friday, June 17, 2005

Effervescence personified,
If you had a metaphor,
You would have been a bubble everlasting.
Sailing upon Nature's whispers,
Floating light and free.
Colors of the Rainbow held captive,
Captivated as only I can be.