It’s hard to find someone of your own
When you’re cursed to be alone
I met him when I was alone and hurt,
He stood with me, loved me from his heart,
He was destined to do great things,
we were together as if twins,
He was happy and fulfilled,
But I was cursed and filled with guilt,
he never did the mistakes which I did,
I knew he would one day have a family with lots of grand kids,
And I m gonna die alone in an old forest cabin,
But I committed a sin – a brother can never commit,
I became jealous to my own brother`s happiness,
Cuz It was long time since I felt contentedness,
I lost the only person, who cared for me,
Now I m alone in a forest cabin with an old bottle of whiskey,
I isolated myself away from him,
I know he still looks up to me but I couldn’t be the one to hurt him,
My touch is cursed as I am,
But he is a great and honourable person, how could I hurt him damn!
I will always be near him just to protect him,
From me and from anyone intended to harm him,
Its dark and my candles are burning out,
My guilt is eating me and I have no words to write about,
Maverick Wings 