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Second Heart
Serpentine Wisdom
I know I was never the brother you wanted me to be
I don't think I ever could be.
And I can't change what already has been,
And maybe, just maybe, I don't want to
No matter how many times I wake from a restless sleep,
Still feeling the fire with which you cast me out
I never regret anything.
Maybe I deserved the holy fire, even if I was only following my destiny
Set out by a not-so-gentle god.
Maybe my smiles were all lies and my eyes too cold
Just like the heart in my chest.
That I can admit.
For it is your heart I listen to every night, when mine refuses to beat.
You are my second heart,
And maybe I for once will say it to your face.
So hold your rage, my heart, hold back your hate
For it is your heartbeat that keeps me alive.
As they once screamed mine.
Your ambition will be the death of you, as mine was for me
That is what our God told me the day I fell.
But I will secure a gentler fate for you
In overthrowing the one that causes all our pain
Wait my brother and I will set you free.