guitarXthrasher's Journal

     I try to hide it the best I can, but sometimes I can't hide emotions. You've heard me rant about loathing my sister, but with my brother it is quite the opposite.

     I love my brother dearly, probably more than he knows. I used to mimic him as a child. I slept without a shirt on until I was four because that's what he did. I used to hang out with him in his room. All my memories with him are good. 

     I was probably three. My living room was arranged with the couch on the opposite wall that it is now. I ran from the living room to above the stairwell. Bill was coming up stairs. He was halfway up and I said "betcha can't catch me!" and I ran. He caught me as I was standing on top of the couch jumping. He held me around my waste, flipped me upside down and started tickling me. That's my favorite memory even though it's simple as can be. 

     But I digress... so this morning I was inspired to right a poem. I actually got a bit emotional while posting it on my deviant art. I cried a bit. My brother has Graves disease. It isn't fatal, but it sucks the life out of you. He has major thyroid problems and rheumatoid arthritis. He never lets it get him down, he never gives up and if that isn't a hero, I don't know what is. 

     It's odd, in my junior year of high school I loathed everyone, and I refused to do a paper on modern heros. I stated there was none. I now regret not doing that paper on my brother. He has and always will be my hero.  I'm sorry I forgot it for those months that I was in a rather depressed and hating state of mind. 

Anyways..... this is the poem I wrote for him... it's brief and I'll probably edit it.

As a child, to me you were a knight,

Your armour gleaming shiny and bright,

You were a hero with corageous fire,

And I, I wanted to be your squire.

Older now, your armour starts to rust,

Keep moving, you must!

I don't have the words to tell you,

You're my hero, yes it's true.

Graves is a cruel fate,

to which you barely show your hate,

You're my hero brother,

I'd never trade you for another.