A poem my brother Joey wrote.

This life has been some kind of senseless hole, no reason to know why
you finished drinking up my tasteless soul from these rivers I cry
you had your time to be young, some thing I was denied
you could never know what it takes to live this empty lie

live well and be happy because tomorrows another day
I'll just pick up the pieces of what you took away
I feel it creep in, the supernova behind my face
I start to feel numb as my life is erased.

(Hope you don't mind Joey)