why des my brother need to die
and lie
to himself deep inside
about the ride
of life
getting stabbed wifth a knife
in his heart of pain
while trying to keep himself from going insain
pain, greif, suffering, and hate
feeling like hes a pice of bait
on the end of a hook
just waiting for someone to look
and take the last bite
so he can just give up the fight
of this horrible life
just wishing the knife
would go all the way through
so he can come out a new
person inside
instead of hiddiing outside
in the darkness of the night
trying with all his might
to go back
instead of being a snack
for just some fish in the sea
it wish he would just talk to me
so then maybe i could see
some of that pain
that is so hard to contain
i have been through alot of it also
it hurts me real low
to see him like this
im going to miss
him just so much
that is going to hurt to the touch