Brother
Deep Darkness fills my mind
the thought of losing you not divine
the anger wept when I should have slept
silence built up shadows
asking for an open door
poetry started my heart again
all those deaf ears I fall upon
its been a year since you've gone
blue fingers stiff with no reply
the blood that stopped in your veins
the grass that grows by the metal vase
the rock that has your face
gone to soon, no good bye
poetry is how I cry
This poem is about:
My family