Weeping older brother.

I watched from afar as you fell from your throne.

I called out your name  as you slowly lost your sight. On your 16th birthday.

Your resolve on your 17th

Your mind on your 18th.

Brother, you where a wolf pup with a deadly bite.

Now your teeth are jagged and dull.

Your eyes once Sharp and full are dead and unfocused.

You call out for me as the noose creeps around your neck.

As your body sways and rocks just like the trees around me now.I can't help but shed a tear over your defeat.

A defeat that you brought apoun yourself.

Brother I loved you as only I could.

Brother I allowed you to comment suicide as only I could.

I never reached out to cut the noose free from your neck.

If you truly wanted to live you would have never allowed it to get within your sight to begin with.