Brother Death Poem

This poem is dedicated to my big brother Thomas Joseph Liggett. He passed away in a fire at age 14. I was only 8 at the time so it was really hard on me. I could never get over his death. Writing poems help me let go of my feelings and the pain I feel for the loss of my brother, my best friend.

Pain And Sorrow

© Roxane Faulkner
This life is filled with pain and sorrow,
I always wonder if I'll make it through tomorrow.
I don't know what I'm going to do,
I'm always missing you.

I think about the joy, laughter, and tears,
and try not to have any fears.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath,
But once again I start thinking about your death.

You told me you would only be gone a little while,
And told me to always keep on a smile.
But its been longer than a while,
How do you expect me to smile?

I know you will always be in my heart,
But it is slowly breaking apart.
I always loved having you near,
and now I wish you were here.

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Published: Oct 2008

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  • I was 8 when I lost my Brother, He was 16. My Brother loved riding Dirt Bikes it wasn't like a hobby for him it was something he was meant to do. It was a day after my 8th Birthday when my brother went to ride dirt bikes with friends that he passed away. It was his friends and there were some hills. As they were getting ready to leave, One of my Brothers kinda friends came to ride. My Brother was on the back of the Four wheeler as they were going over a hill going too fast. The guy that was driving got to jump off and my Brother didn't see it coming. By the time he could jump of it was too late. My Brother was thrown off the four wheeler in the road. The other guy didn't even say a thing to my Brother he just went to go smoke! The part that means the most to me is that the last thing my brother said was "please pray for me" and they did. That was my Brothers first time EVER not to wear a helmet since he was 4! And a week is all my Brother had left.

    Shelby, Ohio Submitted Jun 2010
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  • I know the feeling. I lost my little brother when I was 9. I can never forget him and my parents are pretending that he never existed.
    It hurts me so much. The only way for my to forget my pain for a while is reading poems.

    Layla, Utrecht Submitted Nov 2011
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  • Hi that is soo sad. My dad almost died. He almost was beheaded by our bobcat. but God saved him. I thank God everyday that he is alive and with me today, and my 1/2 brother had a heart transplant and my dad didn't find out till like 3 months after the surgery!!! crazy!!

    Lisette, Langley Submitted May 2012
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  • I have lost my elder brother, just 2 and half years elder than me (I am 32-1/2) in a car accident while coming home to meet me as I am working as a trainee doctor far away from my home town and I used to visit home after a year long time. He was a police officer and was very happy because all his seniors were very happy and satisfied with his dedication and honesty. He was not only an ideal brother but also a very kind, gentle and soft human being as well. His death has paralyzed me and our whole family. Our aged parents are in deep shock and he left us forever. He has 3 kids and whenever I think of them it brings tears in my eyes. Please pray for his soul.
    Regards.

    Pakistan Submitted 10/3/2012
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  • My brother was murdered 4 years ago. It has been very hard not only on me but the entire family. He was only 27. The only boy. Though he was two years younger, I looked up to him. I was proud of the man he had become to be. He worked hard to support his growing family. On June 3,2008 he had walked down the street to get dinner for his expecting fiance and 3 children along with her cousin and younger brother. On the way home the little brother was sent to the corner store to get pop and Tylenol I guess they had been followed so my brother and the cousin split; the cousin went to the front of the house he was shot and died instantly. My brother along with the bag of food lied on the back porch. He was found by police barely breathing; in shock. He died later in the hospital.

    Rosa M. Submitted 10/25/2012
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  • My brother died suddenly at age 54 of a massive heart attack Dec.7, 2012. A week prior he told me of some symptoms he'd been experiencing. Chest discomfort, pain radiating through his shoulder down his arm into his hand straight through his pinky. He called it a "chest cold" I advised a cardiologist. Please everyone... don't ignore symptoms like that. And stop giving yourself doctors advice unless you have a degree. It could save your life. I'll miss you brother.

    Toni, NY Submitted 12/13/2012
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