Challenge Yourself
By Fox-Trot-9
41: Phantom Brothers
(Nove Otto)
The flame of friendship never dies;
It only lives inside your eyes.
I have three brothers by my side,
With me the fourth, alive and well;
They're with me in my living hell,
Suffering with me as I cried
A thousand thousand tears of pain,
Soothing my over-thinking brain
With sightless sights I've often tried
To write in words of happiness,
Contracted now in my distress
To hatred packed so deep inside
The broken jar that is my soul;
My phantom brothers make me whole
With noble thoughts and honest pride,
Even as I sink ever deeper
Into the shade of that foul Creeper
That cowers me to run and hide.
Yet we are brothers just the same,
You three who died, while I became
Your living avatar. The ride
I call my topsy-turvy life
Becomes an ever-churning strife
That you three struggle alongside
Me in these daily battles lost
And won upon this tempest-tossed
Vessel in which we four reside.
(To be continued...)
A/N: This poem recalls one of my earliest poems, "Deadly Secret," from my first-completed poetry collection, A Poet's Progress... I was one of 4 quadruplets, three of which died when my mom miscarried, while I survived... I sometimes wonder if my abilities in drawing and writing, and my wide-ranging interests in scary stories, anime and other topics stem from the qualities of my three dead brothers... I even sometimes wonder if they're living their lives through me, and I through them... It makes me think, you know...
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