To My Wayward Sons (Supernatural Poetry)

Soldier

Following dad's orders

And protecting Sammy

As I try to keep together

My own crumbling family

Ever since the fire, I have

Learned to follow orders

Without a question more

I do what I'm told easier

As I'm programmed with

A true hunter's instincts

All my life, start as a kid

It is either swim or sink

Obey first and ask later

Shoot with no warning

Be brave, have no fears

Ordinary peace is boring

Sam is the stubborn son

He's the runaway, a rebel

I had to stay good to dad

As not to anger him well

So much sacrifices taken

All's just black and white

I can't be bothered with

Lines of wrong and right

Sometimes this life feels

It's just cycling endlessly

Am I just a wind-up man

Am I another mercenary?

I'm just a broken soldier caged

Fighting losing battles into Hell

But the hardest war that I wage

Is wrecking havoc inside myself.