Dead

Dead
So bright and happy
Full of fire
Wit, and kindness
Sweetness and
Delightful
So many things
We could have done
But now
We can’t
Because you’re dead
And left me here
Alone
With my heart bleeding
Wounded
and wondering why,
why couldn’t you
have had a little more time?
Why did death
Have to take you
So early?
Why did death
Leave me friendless?
Why did it leave me
Brother less?
I can't help
but feel
dead too.
Maybe, I'll
join you
on the other side,
but right now
I'm too busy mourning
and shedding
tears
for you.