To walk on this earth
Without you to hold my hand
It's something I question often
It's something I don't understand
To be without your laugh
That cheered me up when mad
It's something I can't get back
The reality of it makes me sad
The Bickers you and I shared
Older people would laugh and stare
At two men fighting and arguing
They'd say "That's two brothers right there"
Having each others backs
On nights we turned to the drink
If someone ever wanted to fight us
Their friends would tell them THINK!!!
Protecting and watching each other
These things come along with brothers
Standing your ground at all cost
It makes me realize what I really lost
Walking alone in the dark
Without a hand to guide you way
Being lost without your brother
A best friend taken away .