The Emptiness Inside
Gone he is, this brother of mine
Left is an empty hole
Visions remain of his misery
As death came to claim his soul
Weak and frail was this hand I held
And his breath dark as night
I knew too well the end was coming
But, could not leave the sight
Stay I did , and watch the last
Breath, echo the end
The visions remain and torment me
The loss of my brother, my friend
There’s an empty space inside of me
That ‘s hollow and can’t be filled
A vacancy that no-one can see
A part of me was killed
Dear, dear brother I miss you so
You are always on my mind
People will come and people will go
But, you my dear were one of a Kind !
Copyright © Martha Reeves | Year Posted 2008
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