Cameron /3 R.I.P Poem by Jhamyra Anyea Peterson

Nightmares of you killin my brother
the reason that i sleep with my head under the covers.
And they should have thrown a brick at you cause I hate you so much that it burns when I look at you.

Everynight when i close my eyes
I see that vision in my head and i start to cry.
And i ask jesus why oh why
did my lil bro cameron deserve to die?
And when i lay in his bed at night
i feel his presence and I imagine me holding him tight.

And when i die, I hope to see his face.
Wipe away all his tears and let him know he's in a better place.
And all the nights that I ever cried
I see his little face and say
'In GODS eyes you survived'