This is a poem I based off of one of my favorite stories on Wattpad. It’s called The Art of Seducing My Older Brother (T.A.S.M.O.B.) It’s such a wonderful story so please go and read. It’s by iWantToBeInYouBoy. Warning it's a boy x boy.
Here is the link: http://www.wattpad.com/story/2080495-the-art-of-seducing-my-older-brother-boyxboy-slash
My Brother (T.A.S.M.O.B. Poem)
Everything’s fine when you don't know the truth.
Not knowing your own life before you were two.
You’re happy you have friends that care for you.
That don't shun away because of the truth.
You’re happy with being you, except for one thing.
The feelings you hold have to go away.
You can't love him that's just wrong
He would surely hate you if you told him the feelings you've had for so long.
He cares for you, and gives you love.
He calls you "baby", and puts you above.
You wish he could love you the way you love him.
Sadly the light at the end of that tunnel is dim.
I guess you’re wondering who he could be.
Maybe if you read you'll be able to see.
I wish I could be happy and love another.
But sadly the one I love is my brother.
I know it's wrong this sin I've committed.
I can't help that I'm deeply smitten.
You think I'm sick and should burn in hell.
But you can't do anything I've already fell.
He always there to hold me tight.
Even at the late hours of the night.
My dreams they repeat and I can't get sleep.
At nights I wake I weep and weep.
These dreams are sad and make me cry.
Sometimes I just wish i could die.
I finally know the truth about my life.
Having a father sneak into your room late hours of the night.
As I sit in the tub ready to die.
He runs in the room and picks me up high.
The worry in his voice shows me he cares.
Not the way I care for him so i continue to stare.
He says those words that send chills down my spine.
I hope that he can finally and truly be mine.
He says he loves me more than a brother.
I've finally found my significant other.
That night I was happy and filled with cheer.
That night he slowly whispered sweet nothing's in my ear.
I'm glad that I will never fall for another.
It was meant for me to always love my brother.
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Words To No One
PoetryThese are just poems that I have written for years now, but never was able to publish until now. I was in fear of what expressions they would bring to others, but I soon realized it didn't matter because they were words to no one.
