Still Cryin

Little Brother how you be? I know we've lost some time, but not a day goes by that you don't run across my mind,

it's hard to understand it; the finality of death, you cry but then you realize that reality is left.

We lost alot of years over some bullsh!t; petty stuff, I let my anger cloud my judgement; there, I said it bruh,

it took me losing you to comprehend just what was what, how time is unrecov'rable, it's all like what the f**k?!

It's goin on eight months since you were taken from this life, there's so much love remaining they can't take it from your wife,

or sons or from your mother or your cousins; yes your niece, we mourn just like October 12th; my brother rest in peace.

The only thing I have is all these words with which I write, it's thoughts of you that keep me up and runnin with the night,

it's left me kinda cold to life and how to face what's left, but also unafraid to meet the sweet embrace of death.

Regardless of it all my dude it hurts but still I try, to keep my spirits lifted up; I do but still I cry,

since I believe in afterlife and God in all I do, you see me here still cryin and you know it's all for you.

Forever Love.

©2014

The Cunning Linguist