Big Bro Poem by Melissa Medrano

Big Bro

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I'm sure it all started with a couple hydros
I never guessed it would be my family going down this road
It's like a nightmare come true
Until my brother started using heroin, I never understood the effects it
has on you
It's so sad to see my own brother waste away his life
I'm waiting for the day reality cuts him like a knife
Did he think his life was really that bad?
Did he not realize the family that he has
Loves him more than we can explain
And when he does this to his life, we also feel the pain
He's the most loving, caring person, he has such a big heart
If anything ever happened to him it would tear me apart
I have so much hate for the person who introduced him to brown
Obviously not a true friend, mine as well kick him when he's down
It's such a hard habit to break
When you stick a needle in your arm there's so many chances that you take
Prison, diseases, death everything I don't want to think about
I don't understand what made him choose this route
He's stronger than anyone I know, he's always had the power
But when it comes to his addiction, over him it towers
There's so much I want to tell him, so much I want to say
He's too young to leave this life, I want him to stay
I want to tell my brother, without drugs life will be okay
He doesn't have to live life like this to make his problems go away
It amazes me how this disease has drug him down so fast
I'm praying for the day all this is in the past
The only good that has come out of this is I have learned from his mistakes
I've seen how it tears your life apart, chances I can't afford to take
Because of my brother I will never stick a needle in my vein
Life on heroin is a waste, there is nothing you can gain
I miss my big brother more than I could ever write
I don't understand what made him choose this life

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Keith Hendrickson 03 August 2009

deep pasionate and a really good piece of writing. i cant wait to read more...

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