Pursuing blind

All I've ever had truly for myself is my brother. He's my best friend. All of our other relatives left us as little kids. My brother and I only have each other . No one but us loves each other. We have nothing. We move from foster house to foster house. I'd say it isn't all that bad, but there's one problem with that statement.... It is. It sucks. Me? Yeah I have issues. I would feel all alone in a room full of one hundred people, but if

my brother was In that room I wouldn't feel alone at all. My brother and I do not fight. Ever. Because we can't afford to lose each other. But not only that... We also think exactly alike so there's nothing to fight about.

The dark of my mind is what actually haunts me. I'm only afraid of two things. Losing my brother happens to be one of them .... The other is myself. I scare myself. Why? The thoughts of my mind make me wonder about my sanity, I feel terrible because I think I may need mental help. But I can't just leave my brother alone. That would not help us. This world isn't kind, which is why I have thoughts like I do... But I guess that doesn't really matter does it. Life is hard . Nobody ever said it was easy... And it's not easy. It really isn't. Especially when dealt cards that are impossible to play considering the game was lost a long time ago.