Brother Zero

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A brother gone.
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You and I were once very close.
All you relied on was your overdose.

We were friends both you and I.
You didn't know how to say goodbye.

As a child I had lots of fun.
As I got old it was all done.

You said our dad died of embarrassment.
I was better off just getting a letter sent.

It's like I'm to blame for his painful death.
I was around for your own dying breath.

You had some nerve to say all that.
You had lesser skills than a stray cat.

You made a fool of your damn self.
You're as ugly as a tiny little elf.

You had no guts to even apologize.
Never bother to look me in the eyes.

It didn't have to end this way.
You had nothing much to say.

We had a history of so much friction.
All you can relate is your own addiction.

If I went back in time I'd hit your face.
Or better yet a spray full of mace.

If you were here today I'd grab your throat.
I'd have you begging you dirty old goat.

You were a bad father to your own boys.
Threw them away like a bunch of old toys.

You were the addict and I was the fool?
All that crap and soon you were uncool.

Did you ever wonder about your mistakes?
Your life rolling down like a pair of skates.

Should I feel sad or should I feel pity?
What is left to do in this dark city?

Your addictions had cost you dearly.
Leaving me to wonder and weary.

Could we have been brothers again?
I will never know even now and then.

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blkassbabeblkassbabealmost 6 years ago
Emotional and Touching

I can feel all the angst in this poem. Someone close to me is an alcoholic and killing himself slowly. Your writing reminds me of the pain, the rage, the disgust, the helplessness, the pity, the sense of loss; that I feel whenever we speak or see each other.

All I know for sure is that I must keep myself whole and together and get on with my life. It is not my fault, nor yours, the choices that people make. Our responsibility is to be good to ourselves and to try to live our best lives, despite our past and/or present circumstances.

If writing it out helps you, then I will keep reading. You have a wonderful talent. Be good to yourself.

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