Dear brother

You were supposed to be my brother, maybe even my friend.
so how come now its partly cos of you that i no longer mend.

"bruised but not broken" i wish thats what i could say. but instead i sit here shattered all day every day.

I pay a heavy price in tears and sweat and blood,
cos you my sweet blood brother have made have enough.

You pushed me to my limits and stood back and watched me break,
all in a days work for you, just a piece of cake.

you're supposed to be my brother, maybe even my friend.
who ever said you can count on family must never have needed to cos i sure cant count on you.

when other people were on my back and i just needed a break,
you were the one who made it worse by making me feel worthless.

you criticized me at every turn,
well i hope that you feel could,
when people ask you why? well it was simply cos you could.

I don't know what I've ever done to you that made you hurt me so.
but i guess it wont matter cos i can up and go.

i don't ever want to come back here and its all because of you.
I cant take any more of your hate and despise,
or stand around while you pour out your lies.

you just seem to want to hurt me,
well congratulations cos you've won.
but what ever happens please know this you aren't my number one.

I don't owe you anything and i don't want to see you ever again.
my heart has had too much to bear so it finally at an end.

i have other options my blade is still my friend, and whenever people ask me its on it that I'll depend.

on my blade i can rely cos it is still my friend, but cos if you dear brother i don't think I'll ever mend.

you pushed me to my limits and sat and watched me break.
so now I'm lying here in pieces but i get stronger by the day.
cos on my blade i can depend and it will stay that way.