(Based off SPN s.06.)
~*~
Something weird has been changed
I just couldn't quite put it somehow
A little slight shift has been exchanged
And I see a more different Sam now
.
I know what Hell's pits can do to you
And the trauma that it can bring too
Yet Sam just shrugged, no second look
As if it was just a vacation that he took
.
He's acting with stranger behaviours
Inside a façade of smoke and mirrors
Really, I'm glad that Sam has returned
But it seems that my brother has turned
.
Lost now is all that warmth radiating
Gone now is the yellow rays of the sun
Replaced by a dark veneer degrading
He's now an algid, frosty, colder man
.
I know for sure something has definitely changed
And that sneaky Sam ain't completely telling me all
But sooner or later the harsh truth will be unhinged
When everything breaks apart and my faith will fall.
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To My Wayward Sons (Supernatural Poetry)
PoetrySupernatural poems that I write when all the: -massive emotional damage -overwhelming crack -severe obsession -rare inspiration -demon possessing me is too much to handle. 50% feels, 50% crack, 100% trash. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here! ××× ...
