In loving Memory

Today would have been my little brothers fortieth birthday. I wrote this in his memory:

Forty

And another birthday you have missed

I think of that and cry

Grief hits me like a fist

Thirteenth of March and I reminisced

About a happy, laughing guy

And another birthday you have missed

Thinking of you can make my gut twist

It leaves me wondering why

Grief hits me like a fist

Anger and heartache I never saw you so pissed

More than you could abide by

And another birthday you have missed

That bloody memory I wish to resist

What a horrible way to die

Grief hits me like a fist

Memories can’t be dismissed

Even if I where willing to try

And another birthday you have missed

Grief hits me like a fist