Death is such a crazy thing
3 uncles so far
the kiss of death
comes unexpected,
Alone and crying
in my room with bottle in hand
Death always takes the family
but never me
no matter how much
I scream and sob
I'm always ignored
Banging my fists on the wall
sloshing my whiskey
Tear streaked cheeks
Alone with my fears
Slashing my wrists, watching
My blood drip
and silently pray
"Maybe God will take me next."