Gymdawg

Am I my brother's keeper? Do we keep ourselves in check? Or are we more like William, your success mine to deflect? Remember that first fight we had inside our mother's womb? Well maybe you were right then and there's just not enough room. I think we want the same thing and it's just too hard to say. I want to be the good son and to win this game we play. We hold up our own mirrors. Your frown rests upon our face. "The Other's so much better," and we both take second place. I'm coveting what you have and the life that you have built; so jealous of your green grass and ashamed of all my silt. I'm sinking to the same doubts that have anchor

Am I my brother's keeper? Do we keep ourselves in check? Or are we more like William, your success mine to deflect? Remember that first fight we had inside our mother's womb? Well maybe you were right then and there's just not enough room. I think we want the same thing and it's just too hard to say. I want to be the good son and to win this game we play. We hold up our own mirrors. Your frown rests upon our face. "The Other's so much better," and we both take second place. I'm coveting what you have and the life that you have built; so jealous of your green grass and ashamed of all my silt. I'm sinking to the same doubts that have anchor

Her soft footsteps cross the underpass. She runs. Fear glows through the eyes of a predator. Her son gives chase; a killer found, a bad disease. He breathes. "I'll catch the killer. I'll hunt him down." "I'll catch the killer. I'll hunt him down." Clues left purposefully, a patten laid; what fun. Sinners, all in the eyes of this predator: the son. Mother inferior A son abandoned, forgotten, lost As God, I made you pay. As God, I made you pay. I command. At my command, you went away. At my command, you went away. I command. "I'll catch the killer. I'll hunt him down. You'll see, you'll see." "I'll catch the killer