Sean My Youngest Brother

Just four years and I tried to know you To help you get through That soul snatching venom. Just four years of reaching Out searching for your hand... On any forum or phone. Just four years of wanting so Desperately to connect to our mother, Through you, within your swirling art. Just four years disconnected by a few miles And years never knowing I had a partner In time, in crime in so many broken ties. Just one text to learn you breathe my Same air, no more. Hung up in the door. My faith says you're fixed right For good this time. My body can't stop grieving... For 4,000,000 more eternities with Your precious soul.