August 6th, 2017
Broken, His body lay there
broken and bloody.
Is he breathing?
Sirens....and lights.... everywhere....
What the hell just happened?
He's gonna be okay, right?
Tears falling... screaming
SOMEONE TELL ME
HE'S GONNA BE
OKAY.
phone call....
car ride....
hospital....
waiting....
I feel numb....
Waiting.....
Flatline.....
My brother's gone?
What the HELL just happened.....
Today we were celebrating my birthday...
and now we are mourning my brother's death?
WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED???
phone ca
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