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By: Jake Wetherell


Broken wings, fallen friends,
tell me you love me to the very end,
close encounters, closer calls,
you were with me through them all,

Your wings are broken, you soul corrupted,
I feel like all your hatred has erupted,
you yelled at me before you left,
pushed me down and committed theft,

Not true thievery, not illegal,
you stole my ideas, and took my beagle,
but when I saw the train crash, all I could see,
i hope you're alive, and you can come back to me,

I love you so, but as a father figure,
we grew up together, and you attempted homicide,
you grabbed a gun and pulled the trigger,
I thought you'd committed suicide,

but you were joking, and i was scared,
I thought I lost the person, for I most cared,
One more question before I go,
one more thing i want to know,

Will you be there in the morning?
will you talk to me?
Will these hours of sadness turn to mourning?
Or will you die, and I'll remember the,

I hope you're alright, I know you will be,
The doctor's said "It's probably not a fatal injury,"
But who can trust them? they don't know,
any mistakes they make, can cause my sorrow,

Please wake up, please be fine,
Don't be with the man who turns water into wine,
I must sound selfish, or probably mad,
because you were all I ever had,

Growing up, you taught me well,
but then we both stopped and fell,
I smoked cigarettes, you took shrooms,
in the end, we siwtched rooms,

People reading, please listen,
I'll tell you the identity of the person I'm missing,
He's in the hospital, and he's not my other,
Because that person, Is my Brother...


I hope you're alright Jesse...