Return

Return

This is another poem inspired by my big brother, this was written more recently. I haven't had the chance to speak it out to people yet, and don't think I will do in the near future (I'm shy about my work, on here I can hide behind the computer) but I know that it is here and that gives me some confidence. 

Looking to an empty void

I cannot see your face

Waiting until I can join

Holding nothing but an ace

Running through the sands of time

For something I can chase

There is nothing I would choose to hold

Nothing but your face.

There is nothing I can say to you

But how it used to be

To joke and laugh and mess with you

You, just you and me.

There’s nowhere I can see you now

You’re nowhere I can see

Everything is locked up now

And it’s you that holds the key.

Return one day with time to tell

What the future has in store

Soothe us with you tales of how

There’s a world beyond and more

Don’t worry us, go on, have fun

Of you we cannot bore.

As long as you have tales to tell

What the future has in store.