Dear big brother, gone in winter's chill,
December's darkness, took you still,
Addiction's icy grip, couldn't be swayed,
Leaving us with tears, and a heart betrayed.
I'm sorry, brother, that you're gone,
Tormented thoughts, they linger on,
I blame myself, for not being there,
For not saving you, from the cold, dark snare.
Sleep eludes me, as tears fall deep,
My heart shattered, in endless grief,
Why didn't I see? Why didn't I know?
Why couldn't I save you from the winter's woe?
Memories haunt, of what could've been,
Of laughter lost, and paths unseen,
Your daughter grows, with questions why,
And I struggle, to dry her tears and sigh.
But still I rise, to face the day,
For her, for you, I find a way,
To honor you, to keep your name,
To break the chains, of addiction's shame.
Your legacy lives, in her bright eyes,
A beacon of hope, amidst goodbyes,
I'll guide her through, life's plodding pace,
And keep your memory, in a sacred space.
Rest now, dear brother, may peace find,
Your soul freed from, addiction's grind,
In dreams, I see, your smiling face,
And pray that time, will heal this empty space.
But I'll not say goodbye, just yet,
For I know we'll meet, where seas are set,
On the pirate ship, where dreams unfold,
I'll see you soon, where hearts are made of gold.
We'll sail the seven seas, side by side,
Free from pain, where love will reside,
No more struggles, no more strife,
Just the wind, the waves, and brotherly life.
Until that day, I'll hold on tight,
To memories, and the love we ignite,
And when I see you, on that distant shore,
We'll sail forever, brother, forever more.
The shattered butterfly