WHAT THE RIVER SAYS..

“Reblog if you’re against Drunk Driving”

My little brother, young and sweet

I always took him out to eat

McDonalds, even Burger King

Or little treats that i could bring

Only several years apart

But I held him close to my heart

My brother young and innocent

Who never fails to compliment

But teenage years I was naive

My mother said that I should leave

Exploring weed, cocaine and beer

I really wish my mind would hear

My little brother all alone

I visited him drunk and stoned

He knew I was, but trusted me

As we drove to the grocery

He died that day, that winter night

Broken car parts all in sight

My brother who I love so much

Will never feel another touch

…………………………………..

I killed my brother with each beer

And now I wish that he was here

And though I punched the ground and cried

I know he forgave me the moment he died…