Opinions?
My brother committed suicide about a year or so after he left the army, he was 25, I was 21. (Right at the beginning of January, 2013).I’m now 32 (33 in 2 months) we were extremely close. I became an EMT in 2015 and the went to paramedic school on 2020, that said, I’ve been homeless living in my car for the last 8 months, I’m estranged from both of my parents, my best friend went to jail and though he’s out now he’s gone honestly, I barely recognize him (solitary confine leaving your cell 1 hour a day for months will do that i guess) the first person I let in since my brother died (I never thought I would again) I haven’t talked to for 6 months because my life was imploding and I self medicated and started injecting steroids, I know that’s my fault I chased her away but I guess I just wish that a “freind” would have stuck through the low points. I got fired from the EMS job I’ve been at since 2016 a week before last Christmas, the list goes on.
Anyway, to the point of all of this, several months before he died he wrote this poem, it’s always stuck with me and has given me comfort, and it’s almost like he’s reaching through time and speaking directly to me with these words. My question though, is am I biased because it’s my brother, he’s dead, and we were very close? Add on top of that, that I’m in a low point and probably subconsciously looking for something to inspire and help me in any way. Honest opinions on this poem?
Fun fact, my mother told me once that when she was pregnant with me and my brother was very little she went to a fortune teller on vacation for fun, and the fortune teller told her that my brother would become a famous writer one day. I know it’s just a fun fantasy but I often pretend in my head that one day I’d be in a position and successful enough to make him known and become a famous writer posthumously.
God I miss him.
My brother committed suicide about a year or so after he left the army, he was 25, I was 21. (Right at the beginning of January, 2013).I’m now 32 (33 in 2 months) we were extremely close. I became an EMT in 2015 and the went to paramedic school on 2020, that said, I’ve been homeless living in my car for the last 8 months, I’m estranged from both of my parents, my best friend went to jail and though he’s out now he’s gone honestly, I barely recognize him (solitary confine leaving your cell 1 hour a day for months will do that i guess) the first person I let in since my brother died (I never thought I would again) I haven’t talked to for 6 months because my life was imploding and I self medicated and started injecting steroids, I know that’s my fault I chased her away but I guess I just wish that a “freind” would have stuck through the low points. I got fired from the EMS job I’ve been at since 2016 a week before last Christmas, the list goes on.
Anyway, to the point of all of this, several months before he died he wrote this poem, it’s always stuck with me and has given me comfort, and it’s almost like he’s reaching through time and speaking directly to me with these words. My question though, is am I biased because it’s my brother, he’s dead, and we were very close? Add on top of that, that I’m in a low point and probably subconsciously looking for something to inspire and help me in any way. Honest opinions on this poem?
Fun fact, my mother told me once that when she was pregnant with me and my brother was very little she went to a fortune teller on vacation for fun, and the fortune teller told her that my brother would become a famous writer one day. I know it’s just a fun fantasy but I often pretend in my head that one day I’d be in a position and successful enough to make him known and become a famous writer posthumously.
God I miss him.