Come on now, brother you were raised so well, you got everything you ever wanted and as far as we could tell you were going to go far no one expects the worst but sadly now, it's all we know it's troublesome for all, it feels like a curse
I know it must be harder than it seems wanting something so badly, nearly breaking at the seams but it is up for you to decide whats important this life is only all it means
You had all the friends you could've dreamed of you were part of the cool crowd I looked up to you even when you and your friends were too loud too loud quickly became too much and pretty soon, we were out of touch the sad part is neither of us made an effort to show we cared and you needed me most, but I wasn't there
you went off to college to become a better man to make something of yourself to be able to publicly stand and say, "I am a college graduate, the first in my family look how far I've come everyone my life is no longer in shambles"
you were always off of the rocker you weren't fooling anyone you came back home and it wasn't a shocker you never could put those old habits down your blue eyes glossy, always wearing that frown your face broken out, covered in sweat we tried and tried to tell you to give it a rest
we all love you, and we want you to understand we aren't trying to hurt you just trying to have you land this plane you've been on way up high it's been 8 years come down, Stetson it's time
You've spent too many minutes with that gun in your mouth You've been too close to death I've seen it, I've lost count
Where is the brother I know and admire I want you to tell the truth, you've never been a good liar I want to share more with you than just mundane talks they don't mean anything, and I wish you'd walk away from this life and move on from the past you're no longer the "cool guy" you're better than that you're smart and talented and you'reΒ my brother, I'll always have your back I've seen you at your lowest, these are things I'll never forget but we all need to move on rid of our regrets
Stetson, I love you, I really do but I want to hold on to more than these memories of you
Morning write after receiving a phone call from my distraught mother about my older brother...