Brothers
I spoke with a friend today he said he was done with life,
He loves his kids but can't stand to live with his wife,
So he's thinking of getting a gun and ending it soon,
I didn't know how to respond so I said "do what you gotta do",
I know I should talk him out of it but I've been there myself,
And nothing anyone told me had an effect on how I felt,
I failed at suicide so I took it as a sign it wasn't meant to be,
And I hope he changes his mind or fails at it just like me,
Cause although he's not blood he's my brother by heart,
We were best of friends ever since we meet so I guess the start,
10 years strong and I hope many more to come ,
But if he's gotta go , screw it I might come to.
~DM2~
Copyright © Daniel Martinez | Year Posted 2016
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