HALF OF MY LIFE I HAVE BEEN LIVING WITH THIS MONSTER. MOST PEOPLE SAY THAT BROTHERS SHOULD SAVE YOU FROM BIG BULLIES BUT MY CHIC, SMUG BROTHER.
WE JUST DON’T GET EACH OTHER, WE LIKE ANCIENT WAR LORDS READY TO SLAUGHTER EACH OTHER AND LET VULTURE DEVOUR OUR RAW FLESH WITHOUT DISPOSING ANY.
WE TOTALLY LIVE IN DIFFERENT WORLDS, MY MOTHER OCCASIONALLY SAYS WE HAVE SIMILARITIES, BUT HE HAS HIS OWN DEMONS THAT HE IS STRUGGLING TO FIGHT WITH.
SOMETIMES I DREAM ABOUT HAVING THE PREFECT BROTHER THAT WILL PICK ME UP WHEN I FALL OR CHASE AWAY THE REGULAR BULLIES, BUT I GUESS THAT IS A DREAM THAT I WILL NEVER WITNESS.
THE FUNNY THING IS I AM FILLED WITH A FEELING OF TERROR THAT IN FUTURE I WILL BE LIKE HIM.
HE IS THE TYPICAL ‘BORING’ FATHER FIGURES THAT ARE ALWAYS COMPLAINING AND DEMANDING. SOMETIMES I WANDER IS HE HAPPY OR HE IS THE KIND OF PERSON THAT BLAMES EVERYONE FOR HIS WRETCHEDNESS, NOR REGRETS EVERYTHING AND WANTS TO RECEIVE A SECOND CHANCE.
HALARIOUSLY, I STILL HAVE FAITH IN HIM THAT HE WILL CHANGE; IF HE COULD JUST BELIEVE IN THE ALMIGHTY AND HIS CREATOR. I NORMALLY DREAM AND PRAY TO GOD EVERYTIME I GO TO BED THAT HE COULD BE SUCCESSFUL AND LEAVE A HAPPY LIFE.
BUT WHATS THE POINT HE HATES ME, BUT I WILL ALWAYS LOVE HIM AND WISH HIM THE BEST. MY OBNOXIOUS, INTOLERABLE AND HATEFUL BOTHER.
I HOPE ONE DAY YOU WILL CHANGE AND BE WITH GOD.
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