This is actually something that my alter, Rocky said about his brother Steve, which I changed into some sort of form lol.
I always needed someone to bleed
to feel along the same lines as me
someone whose emotions blended
effortlessly into me
to know where i belong
to be who i should be
but no one ever wanted that job
lets face it, who would?
they all float over their problems
like the world beyond them didn’t even matter
they never sank all of those times with me
but all along i was never alone
i was carried when i was too far down
in the darkness without any stars
even if i had to be dragged out
kicking and screaming
through all the mess
maybe it was just understanding
i was seeking
and now i have found it here
where it has been all the way
because when i search his eyes, i see
i can find all the pain
inflicted through me
all the trouble i caused
and will carry on doing so
up until the very end
but he has stuck beside me
and always will like no other
he is the true inspiration
i have the privilege of calling my brother
because, i realise now
that sometimes if you feel it enough
you don’t have to shed blood
to know how to bleed
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