Not A Word Said

By , Gezina, Pretoria, South Africa
It is all my fault
I knew what you did
But I never said a word.

I don't think you ever found out that I knew
I saw you that first night
The needle was still stuck in your arm
I froze, not knowing what to do.

The next day I pretended not to notice you
A horrible picture burned into my head
Weeks turned into months and time flew
Still not a word said.

You never came home that day
I prayed that you were safe
March, April and May
Months went by and every night I'd pray

You came back when I least expected
But you weren't the same
Just an unfamiliar face with a familiar name
You weren't the brother I once knew

Nevertheless I still loved you.





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