Left behind, trying to deal with this,
I am drowning in so much grief now,
Decided to die, then hung yourself, went away ,
What, did you think we would forget somehow?
You could’ve came to me and you knew that,
Could’ve talked, worked through the pain,
Now I am scarred for the rest of my life ,
Ended your misery and hell was our unwanted gain.
So the days are a little less sunny, not so warm,
The ghost of you stalking me, always around,
I wanna hug you, then shake you as I scream and shout,
But there is nothing I can do, you’re in the cold ground…
DEDICATED TO MY BROTHER, DOUG FINE…