To My Wayward Sons (Supernatural Poetry)

Building Bases

It's tough, you know

Trying to ignore you

When you're in my face

Attempting to get a clue

No one to crack jokes

With an added smug smirk

Or to split the exhaustion

With digging and research

Nobody to irritate me

And get under my skin

No one to be proud with

And make sure we win

But it's not just that

I miss being with you, see

Because you're my big brother

And that will always be

Okay, surely, you lied now

For me, it was a tough blow

Even if you explained that

It was the right way to go

I guess I just overreacted

I guess my trust got broken

Back when I was still trying

To build it back up then

What you did was wrong

But honestly, just maybe

That it was right all along

Maybe you even feel guilty

Ever the protective one

You try to make things work

To lessen collateral damage

Making sure no one gets hurt

And I'm trying to make sense

Of my confusing emotions

But without you to separate

The crap from the notions

Now I understand how you deal

Why you acted, what you feel

But if you wanna live square

You need someone to be there

Still, you made me realise

We need us on the track

And really, it's just quite nice

Dean, to be finally back.