Tonight you occupy my head.
I cannot sleep, so I just lay here in bed.
It's been five years, yet it still doesn't seem real.
Nothing I do mends the pain I feel.
Guilt fills my thoughts and nothing is clear.
If I only knew, maybe you would still be here.
You were my brother, yet not in blood.
I hope I see you again someday, I miss you Bud.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem