Brother Death Poem

This poem I wrote for my big brother who killed himself without knowing that he did, he was a loving person, The little kids called him "The Friendly Giant". He would always make a room more brighter when he walked in, He made everyone laugh even when he wasn't trying, we miss him so much!..his name was Eric Cheechoo.

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It's been a year and a half now, all those days since I got the news. Waking up one morning on March 12 2013 and over hearing my dad on the phone telling the news to a close friend. I...

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For My Big Brother

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Published: February 2009

Its been three years now
Since we last seen him smile...
as the days went on
without him near
we swallowed our tears
and walked with the pain
we fell down to our knees
But we got back up
we thought we walked
as far as we could
without him around
we tried and tried to move on
we cried for him many times before
now its just time to let go
And be on our own
Things may have changed
But that is what he would want us to do
change and move on without him
we will miss him greatly
but its just the way life is
with of without him here

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  • Kayli by Kayli, Alaska
  • 6 years ago

It's been a year and a half now, all those days since I got the news. Waking up one morning on March 12 2013 and over hearing my dad on the phone telling the news to a close friend. I couldn't stop crying. I didn't know if I wanted to scream or wipe my eyes and go back to sleep acting like I heard nothing.
After I convinced myself to get out of bed and go downstairs my dad finally said, go get your sister I need to talk to you. I knew what he was going to say but I did as he said went and got her trying to tell her what I heard, but she wouldn't listen.
When my dad broke the news I couldn't breath, I felt like my heart stopped. At that very moment I knew what true pain felt like. I thought I was going to wake up to breakfast being made, but no I woke up to over hearing my dad saying my brother committed suicide. That was true pain.

  • Helen by Helen
  • 10 years ago

Hi...I love your story...my brother killed himself to...it is really really hard..no one gets it..

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