Smoke

Watchin the shadows fall
so many times, over and over
the days don't change,
scenery is the same.

darkness creeps over
anything that reflects the light
then it's gone for awhile
world is different then.

As smoke crowds around a fire
fear moves in with dusk
I'm not scared of the dark
I become as smoke

Something much bigger
than what my friends can comprehend
it is there and I know it
Keeps tugging at me.

I can't tell them
they will never understand
whatever took my brother
is tugging away at me.