Broken silence, by the chords of a guitar,
Seemingly distant, but not too far...

With thee, thy heart is blessed,
Leaving, thy soul at rest...

My brother is a hidden poet and I am jealous of...
Longing...

All visuals fade and dissipate,
Conscious of only voices inside...

Beating intensly at a fast pace,
my heart begins to sprint as if in a race...

Confusion leads to negative thoughts,
and yet my heart will never stray...

How can a person deny themselves,
The joy another can bring...

As I ponder through late hours of the night,
silence rings deeper into my ears...

Just a little bit strict
Always trying to be creative...

Often times I am thinking,
dazed while searching my mind...

The inability to share fears,
leading to discomfort and space...

As the golden sky emerges from the broad horizon,
another glorious morning awaits us...