My brother

I saw him there
This small boy staring
Eyes locked, locked into mine
Why doesn't he talk
Why does he never laugh
Doesn't he see me here
Giving him my eyes

Where is his focus
His minds eye
Locked up
Remembering horrors gone by
He won't talk
He really can't laugh
He's lost in the past
Monsters stalk him there

Now this boy
Looks like a man
Wife, child
Mortgage, even good friends
Now he talks
Sometimes even laughs
But he never looks up
Won't meet my eyes

There is this secret
We two know
About monsters
And whispers, and pain
I'm glad that he talks
Even laughs now and then
One day I will smile
And he'll smile back

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