Help me to understand why you chose not to live, all the laughter we shared, the times of sorrow, why did you not come to me instead…
At times I am so angry at you, then at times I know you must of hurt so bad, I wish you would of come to me, maybe together we could of worked it through..
You were there for me for so many years, and I just feel so hurt and alone I wish you would of told me, or said goodbye, I love you my brother I know you would want me to be strong as so many times you told me no tears..
How do I get through this now who will tell me, who will be the one to sit with me and laugh through our pain, to not let others get us down and always have my back, I still think I am in shock that I will wake up and there you will be..
How do I go to town and visit all the places we shared, I can hear you laughter as you tease everyone, how selfish I must sound, but those times I just wasn’t ready to have them end, I gave you protection to keep you safe, why didn’t it work, why weren’t you spared..
