The Fear Of Losing Him

April 24, 2018

 Sitting there silently crying in the dark so I don't wake them up the horrible images still fresh in my mind I try to get them out but the more I try the worse they get the images of them taking him away from me so I never see him again. The images of my nightmare play on replay in my head like if it stops the world will explode and my world turns upside when the horror movie in my head finally stops with the worst of the worst the image that will forever change my life the image the one and only image without the face of my little brother the site of him nowhere to be seen and that's when the lights go dime, the world goes black the day my world ends.

The author's comments:

This poem is based on a nightmare I once had of losing my brother 

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