Few will ever know
Few will ever see
Few will ever hear
Few will ever feel.
Knowing he is gone
Seeing his standing hair
Hearing his twin scream
Feeling your hear break.
There is a story untold
Of a sweet girls heart
Once filed with love
But crunched down
In a sour filled night.
She held her brother tight
As they watched his twin
Being wheeled away
She swore to protect him
Until the day she died.
Few will ever know
Few will ever see
Few will ever hear
Few will ever feel.
Knowing he is gone
Seeing his standing hair
Hearing his twin scream
Feeling your hear break.
Now a year later
She fights the razor
To make her lost proud
But failing at times great.
She protects her brother
Honor filling what is left
Of a heart once spilling joy
Now seeping of sorrow
Long from being normal.
Few will ever know
Few will ever see
Few will ever hear
Few will ever feel.
Knowing he is gone
Seeing his standing hair
Hearing his twin scream
Feeling your hear break.
A little brother once bright
Lays asleep forever silent
Face powdered to look nice
Covering a blanket of blue
Only the knowing can see
What used to be smiling
Only the knowing can see
What used to be crying
Only the knowing can tell
Whats real in a room of fake.
Few will ever know
Few will ever see
Few will ever hear
Few will ever feel.
Knowing he is gone
Seeing his standing hair
Hearing his twin scream
Feeling your hear break.
So I am going to put this in the simplest way I can. On Sunday, December 18, 2011 I lost my little brother. They kept him alive until Tuesday, December 20, 2011, when they pulled the plug. I considered to have lost him on the 18 because he was brain dead. His official death date is the 20th though. At the funeral over 100 people turned up and I could see who really knew him and who didnt. So as you can tell it is almost a year and I have been going through some dificult times(Razor Blades). If you want to see another poem about this boy you can check out this link. http://www.wattpad.com/9938647-baby-brother
