rainy days, an outsiders story

your hair is long
slicked back by the grease of hardship
you look tuff but you're worn
and they know it

are you drowning?
drowning in the hatred, the grease, the violence against your life
your life
a fourteen year old life
not yet an adult but still not a child
war has aged you
theres grease on your soul
and smoke in your lungs
you will never be full again
of course not, you're a greaser
a greaser who has no money
who has no friends
who has no love
who has no...parents

"I don't want to die."- he says
you're choked by the tears that sting your acid throat
no one wants to die
but you gotta
you gotta fight for your own
you gotta do what you can
then return back to the embrace of your brother
who holds you as you cry greaser tears to sleep
who is also holding back his own tears
his tears for his brother
whom is already lost

"stay gold."- he says
gold like the sunset
yet you rip rip rip until theres nothing left
you could be brandished a hero
or die helplessly in front of the street lights
flopping like a fish
void of water
unable to breathe
because the one thing you love is gone
gone with the wind

with your band of brothers you fight
you are brothers, brothers by heart
brothers by the bruises that permanently line your arms
brothers by the ones you've lost
bound together like the never ending chain of lies that brought you to this day
separated at birth
but rejoined in poverty

your hair is long
slicked back by the grease of hardship
you look tuff but you're worn
and you know itl