You aren't my brother,
But you were.
People ask questions,
How do I respond?
How do I live,
When you died?
How do I become older,
Than my older brother?
How do I live a full life,
Knowing you never did?
How do I keep going,
Leaving you behind?
How do I live to be 100,
After you died at 18?
How do I not follow,
And join you up there?
How can I think,
It is better here without you?
How do I explain,
The pain you have caused?
How do I share,
I will never move on?
How do I tell,
I'd rather die
than be here.
How do I share,
I hate you,
Because you left,
But I love you
Because you were here.
I know why,
I know how,
It's
Because
you only thought of you
Never me.
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Waves of Grief
PoetryThere are more than just five feelings that people have when they are going through the grieving process after losing someone in any circumstance. The following is a collection of poems I've written to explore these other feelings. How you can hope...
