The distance is re-existing,
far away I hold my weakness.
It's sickening.
I hopelessly count every second I haven't cried,
like a heartbeat, it is just as quick.
The days I haven't even sing a word without my throat choking,
I'm laced with a pinning fear.
My fate will meet its own end until I end like you.
I open the feeling of the doorway to my heart, and it is responding with much more hate then love.
Though I cannot write much,
our history is too real;
My brother, I have been envious of you.
My truths,
My honesty,
I speak,
I wanted so much of the happiness I saw completely in you.
I regret not spending the time I would cherish you, seeing you.
'Til we die
I won't let you down.
My plans of trying to make your message pass.
'Til we die
You won't be forgotten.
'Til we die
We are family much more than blood.
A part of me always with you.
Now you adventure through the kingdom you truly believed in.
"For his journey just begun"
Will be read across a bannered skyline
My body,
My mind,
'Til we die.
I won't let my hope die, 'til we die,
I'll make it tie, 'till we die,
I'll once fly, 'til we die, No!
For eternity,
We are family,
Walking on earth and one day together on heaven

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For His Journey Just Begun
PoetryA poem I wrote for my long time friend, Shaun. It isn't my best nor is it all what I would want to say to him if I saw him, but these words I wrote are only a sum of it.