It occasionally feels like drowning, as this new reality sinks in.
Six full months without you; who knew I had this strength built in?
Life goes on, and that's the saddest part.
Because living this life without you is what truly hurts my heart.
Our friends and family won't mention your name now,
As if it would actually make me feel worse somehow.
They are petrified of their own anxiety,
And so I choose to grieve by myself quietly.
Photos of you around the house keep your memory alive.
This is the way mama has learned how to cope and survive.
Images of your face cannot escape her,
Even though official records of you have been erased on paper.
Who knew picking out a headstone was such a daunting task?
Polish or rock pitch? And what the heck is an epitaph?
Inscribing your birth and death date feels painful and unfair,
Setting in stone a permanent reminder of my worst nightmare.
Your chapter may have ended, but your story will live on.
You will always be my brother, even though you are gone.
Living Life After Losing A Brother
My brother passed away tragically December 11, 2016. He was 19 years old. He made a bad decision to walk around on a night when it was below 40 degrees. He was drinking. He fell asleep 8 feet...
Life After You
Published by Family Friend Poems July 2017 with permission of the Author.
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I'm so very sorry to hear about your loss. My brother was a writer, and I did not support this until after he passed. Writing has been a great way to release emotions for me as well.