At the young age of three
My brother said to me
"I wish I got hit by a car"
My thoughts wandered far
Why would a child?
Have thoughts so vile?
I didn't comprehend
That this wasn't the end.
At the age of 14
I typed on a screen
"I want to jump off and die,
I'm ready to meet my demise"
I understood the pain
My brother held in his brain
No wonder life felt drab
When I couldn't even feel sad.
And yesterday, at 11 years
My youngest brother told me crying tears
"I want to jump off something tall
I want to die, I feel so small"
I hugged him tight
Kissed his cheek
Told him life, does seem real bleak
But these thoughts,
I've had them too
And your brother
And grandmother
And my mother
It runs in our blood
To feel so alone
But together we're strong
So please don't go.
Jun 1, 2018
Jun 1, 2018 at 11:37 AM UTC
At the young age of three
My brother said to me
"I wish I got hit by a car"
My thoughts wandered far
Why would a child?
Have thoughts so vile?
I didn't comprehend
That this wasn't the end.
At the age of 14
I typed on a screen
"I want to jump off and die,
I'm ready to meet my demise"
I understood the pain
My brother held in his brain
No wonder life felt drab
When I couldn't even feel sad.
And yesterday, at 11 years
My youngest brother told me crying tears
"I want to jump off something tall
I want to die, I feel so small"
I hugged him tight
Kissed his cheek
Told him life, does seem real bleak
But these thoughts,
I've had them too
And your brother
And grandmother
And my mother
It runs in our blood
To feel so alone
But together we're strong
So please don't go.
