I am hearing his silent broken sobs
My solace, his pain so cruelly robs
I know he's so falling apart all alone
Because tomorrow, he will be gone
But I just can't go and hug him tight
For he will hold back tears in fright
Tonight, I want him to cry out pain
Or else, he will slowly go so insane
He will be going to boarding school
Miles away, for becoming this jewel
All the lights are off and there he lies
As morning approaches 'n' time flies
His upcoming departure so hurts me
Oh I want the time to stop abruptly
I know this decision will bring good
But I will cry for him under my hood
I know numerous nights he'll weep
Missing us all, promises he will keep
But now as my mom consoles him
I think of our memories, oh so dim
For he was this baby so dearly I held
Oh how I kept him carefully shelled
All the days that we spent cheering
Leave tears in eyes that I'm clearing
Back when he fell 'n' broke his arms
Again he'll return to place of harms
The city where twice he got injured
There he goes to make life gingered
I hope things go well for him further
But I'll dearly miss my little brother
Author's Note
I know this is a bad poem. But for me..it is the BEST because my younger bro is leaving for boarding school in the morning and I went through everything described above just now. I feel really hollow and this is probably the worst night of my life. :'( </3
Please pray for him and my family so that we can bear this distance. :'(
Also, this boarding school is in a city where he broke his arms twice and I just feel bad. :'(
Please please pray for him. I love him a lot. He's like my own child. I've held him and lulled him to sleep so many nights when he was a kid. :'( My heart breaks so bad at his departure. Sorry for this sad rant but I had no one to talk to right now. :'( I pray for his better future. May God bless him. ♥♡
Much Love xX
Hazel :'(
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