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Ackerrman
Poems
Sep 2019
My Little Bro-Bro
I tried not to cry
When you cut your wrist.
I recognised well,
What had happened,
When I walked through your door.
Your eyes,
Agony,
Bloodshot.
You ******:
Wounded,
Savaged.
The bandage-
Hurried.
Medic alert!
White on red
Solemn colours,
All a child’s eyes can see.
How I tremble
As that child’s mind-
Helpless.
All my strength,
My smarts
And I can’t move you
Out of that state,
Out of this place,
This Hell.
Please don’t die,
I can’t live
Without you.
Yesterday was a bad day- still made it into work today though! Not about me, about him. hope he made it into work- i leave before he does.
#brother
#love
#sibling
#pain
#death
#selfharm
#helplessness
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Ackerrman
31/M/Essex
(31/M/Essex)
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