Don't worry,
I can't give you any more of my heart...
The sound of your exit scares me,
just as much as the sound of your entrance...
Why do I do this to myself,
just as my thoughts are almost safe and sound...
There is a hunger in my eyes,
dreaming of the life we used to have...
There was a time when I would fight for you
just to hear you say...
An uninviting memory breaks through my sleep
as I remember the pain of believing...
It is a tragedy that you become intoxicated
and still believe it's not your fault...
So may things can be so hard to believe,
even though they are clear to see...
I know you don't think of me too often,
or if its even us you think about at all...
You are my brother by blood,
whether I like it or not...
The stars blink sadly
And I blink back...
While it fully bloomed
It was but a momentary bliss...