Hellhound

Brother,

I can no longer remember

The smell of nicotine drenched sheets

And scented candles

Trapped within your bedroom walls.

I can no longer remember

The curl of your grin

And the crawling of my skin

When you would look at me.

My thoughts,

They don’t reek of you anymore.

Can’t you see?

My mind and I

Are no longer at your mercy

And though your voice in my head

Has left me dripping in cold sweat,

My fear of you doesn’t come easy anymore.

Brother,

It’s been long

But I dream of you now quietly.

Your faceless silhouette has been haunting me

In visions of death

And blood-soaked jeans.

Mother cries

For your hell bound soul.

Is this pain I feel

For you, my brother?

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Art: Hossein Zare