I wrote this after my older brother killed himself and anytime I feel those thoughts coming I read it and know why I can't do the same.
My dearest brother Jamie
I miss you so much
Why did you leave
And take away my trust
Your blood that I cleaned
Still in my nose
The pain and the horror
All there to behold
How could you put the gun to your head
And pull the trigger
With no words to be said
Questions you see
I ask all the time
The answer You know
Only in Your mind
If only I could wander
In this world with you
Then instead I'd know
Just which path to choose
You were my big brother
My only protector
Now you've left me alone
Holding this necklace
It knows not how to comfort me
Or have eyes that behold all that I see
If I could have just one more time
One more chance to cross this line
I'd give all I have to hold you near
And hear your, "I love you," within my ear.
Unfortunately he gave up on his fight with this disorder and I was told I would probably kill myself before I turned 30. But here I sit, still struggling each day,knowing I can go on despite what some of the quacks have to say. I am now 35. He died at 22.
My dearest brother Jamie
I miss you so much
Why did you leave
And take away my trust
Your blood that I cleaned
Still in my nose
The pain and the horror
All there to behold
How could you put the gun to your head
And pull the trigger
With no words to be said
Questions you see
I ask all the time
The answer You know
Only in Your mind
If only I could wander
In this world with you
Then instead I'd know
Just which path to choose
You were my big brother
My only protector
Now you've left me alone
Holding this necklace
It knows not how to comfort me
Or have eyes that behold all that I see
If I could have just one more time
One more chance to cross this line
I'd give all I have to hold you near
And hear your, "I love you," within my ear.
Unfortunately he gave up on his fight with this disorder and I was told I would probably kill myself before I turned 30. But here I sit, still struggling each day,knowing I can go on despite what some of the quacks have to say. I am now 35. He died at 22.




