What now?

What now? 

Sitting here, an empty room silent,

But for my heart it aches.

I pray the words said weren’t meant,

Never in life thought I could break. 

So deeply into a thousand pieces, 

The weight of the hammer holds.

“This is all my fault” the voice says,

A burden we carry, into his arms I fold. 

“What now?” I ask in tears,

In his hands he holds my fears. 

Gentle with me while I tear up his world,

With each word, against him I’m curled. 

The steady beat of his racing heart,

Slowly he keeps me from falling apart. 

The bond of a sibling, worth more than gold,

Richer than ever, comforting words I’m told. 

This heart, while not yours to soothe,

You do so with nothing to prove. 

A challenging night,

Brings what it might. 

My protector, my comrade, my brother. 

I could live without all others. 

“What now?”

Now I go to my brother.