Have you ever had a feeling of loss, but you never had it?

Do you know the feeling, even if you’ve never felt it?

Why did he have to leave me, and take all I wanted?

Blood left blood, but both left haunted.

As a child I asked for a brother.

The sparkle in my eyes, as I asked my mother.

Content now, because I know the truth.

The branches of the tree spread further, there’s more fruit.

I missed out on learning to shave.

I was left alone, to learn to behave.

I got through it all, my first date, my soccer games.

Without him there to witness my fame.

Childhood is gone, and adolescents is ending.

I’ll soon be and adult, the road will start bending.

With every turn, every bump, or if the road narrows.

I’ll deal with them all, without any guidance or arrows.

You are a fuck up, a drunk, I’m better off without you!

I’ve gone this far, I’m going strong, only screwed up a few.

You denied your dieing father my present.

Because I’m better than you, at 16, your 37.

I’ll search for my brother till the day I die.

We’ll joke abut the way you fucked up your life.

We’ll have each other to keep us strong.

And fix all the shit, that you made go wrong.

 Matthew Drangsland