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Here With Out You
I am here without you force to face the world alone .
I wish you were here to fight with me to hold me when things got to much.
Your little sister is dieing from the inside out the drs cant help me and I need you now.
I am alone faceing this nightmare world just wishing you were alive .
Jack I dont want to fight people say I should try and stay alive.
But I dont want to I dont want to keep going becuse each day that I live your not there with me.
When I die I will see you again right the only one who cared about the little girl named Hana.
My older brother I tryed my best in all things but my lungs hurt there is no way to stop it .
I cry and I scream but no one hears a thing if you were alive you will hold me untill I died.
Why did you do it that night and end your life .
Was it becuse of me was it becuse of father and mother torturing me?
I am scared so very scared to keep going I wish I had a bottle of cyanide handy so that I could end it all and not be in this kind of pain.
The ones who say they love me forgot who I am I am invisable to those around me.
I wish you were here my dear older brother to save me from this never ending nightmare ..........
I wish you were here to fight with me to hold me when things got to much.
Your little sister is dieing from the inside out the drs cant help me and I need you now.
I am alone faceing this nightmare world just wishing you were alive .
Jack I dont want to fight people say I should try and stay alive.
But I dont want to I dont want to keep going becuse each day that I live your not there with me.
When I die I will see you again right the only one who cared about the little girl named Hana.
My older brother I tryed my best in all things but my lungs hurt there is no way to stop it .
I cry and I scream but no one hears a thing if you were alive you will hold me untill I died.
Why did you do it that night and end your life .
Was it becuse of me was it becuse of father and mother torturing me?
I am scared so very scared to keep going I wish I had a bottle of cyanide handy so that I could end it all and not be in this kind of pain.
The ones who say they love me forgot who I am I am invisable to those around me.
I wish you were here my dear older brother to save me from this never ending nightmare ..........
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