
Tomorrow will be 10 years since you died. It feels like yesterday. The bonds of siblings are never broken. Miss you bro!! Can’t wait to see you again .
If you or anyone you know is struggling with thoughts of suicide call 1-800-273-8255. As long as their is breath in your body there is hope. Let’s not lose anyone else to this disease that lies beneath the surface
“How do you shake death
Not knowing it was their final breath
The pungent smell lingers within
I breath in; exhale unsure where to begin
Loss upon loss, penetrating my soul
Like a deep, dark crevice; it leaves an empty hole
The sorrow left behind
Grasping for memories to hold
How do you shake death again and again
For grief consistenly lingers within
A process never ending, everyday a new choice
Making decisions daily , silencing the noise
The noise is always there bubbling beneath the surface
Questioning upon questioning, is life really worth it?
The most difficult challenge; choosing to live again
Every day presenting a new opportunity that begins
It’s tiring; the weight so heavy
Like carrying a pile of books upon your back, trying to remain steady
Life is not a race, we must learn to endure
Co-existing with pain and joy: ambivalence at its’ core
My God, I have walked this road for so very long
Without you to encourage me daily, I simply wouldn’t be strong
At the beginning of everyday, when I lay my head down at night
Decisions remain, choose life; keep sight
For the dreams still unmet, the ones yet to be pursued.
Compelled with a strong will to
continue to walk in these shoes
I would not have chosen these shoes for myself
Mud covered, uncomfortable. I’d place them back upon a shelf
Marked with long suffering, tragedy; pain
Battered and worn, from the raging storms and rain
How do you shake death, removing its sting?
In the heavenly realms,it’s where my soul sings
Choosing gratitude, the victory was won
At the cross of calvary when God gave his only son
He laid down his life so all can enter in
Death where is your sting? Jesus covered all sin.
My victory is in heaven, where all will be restored
For all who believe, shaking death at its core
