You never realize how
much you need them
Until they are
ripped from you
You never know
how much they meant
Until they are fallen
There at your feet
You never understand
how much it hurts
until you feel
what it's like
Losing someone
Is terrible in itself
But losing a brother
Is worse than most
You can never replace them,
never hear them,
never see them,
When they are gone.
YOU ARE READING
My poetry
PoetryRandom poetry I write whenever the topics vary widely. At this point, I much prefer free verse. While I occasionally use a rhyming scheme, or a sonnet, I will always opt for a free verse over them as I have discovered I have a knack for even talking...
