Love And Miss You

My brother and my baby

The day they came and told me, I just fell to the ground in despair

I couldn’t believe this had happened, not my Lee?!

Life can so often have it’s disappointments, events which make you frown

Though now I can’t seem to get myself, back up from this down

I'm better then I first was, now is this as good as it gets

This roller coaster ride I'm on, isn't really the best

I’ve tried a mixture of strategies, to cope with this nightmare

Yet I can’t seem to cover it up, my soul is left for vultures to share

I know how strong I am, which is just as strong as you

I wonder what you would of wanted, and try my best to do

But things are so much harder now

I still can’t believe its true

Together we had hope, now all I feel is blue

The world is full of badness, corruption and misery

Without you by my side, as it as always was before

This crazy messed up world, folds me further in

I never felt it quite as much, until that horrid day

But then, before that, you were always there, and kept me safely under your wing

It’s as though one life has ended, and a bigger struggle began

I wonder how we will all carry on, what seems a life time with out you here, the person we all loved, so dear!

Sometimes I’m made to feel, this is not what I should declare, and mask it from the world , as it’s not what they want to share

But I think you knew me best of all, and fake is not my style

I miss all that we had Lee, the friendship that we shared

That will never be replaced, and that’s the hardest part to bear

Until we meet again, inside my heart is where you’ll stay

Love and miss you forever and always, my little brother Lee

Comments

Karla's poem..Love and Miss You

Yvonne Mc Calla
Karla you really expressed in straight forward language the heart felt emotions about the loss of your brother. It really struck a chord with me as my only brother is called Lee too. I loved the lines
can't seem to get myself, back up from this down
' beautiful expression!
Also
'this messed up crazy world, folds me further in'
and
'sometimes I'm made to feel, this is not what I should delcare and mask it from the world, as it's not what they want to share'
I think this is a theme you could play about within the poem also just take a closer look at where you may be repeating yourself. e.g. saying the same thing in different lines. It is so important that we realise the true cost of this war. The people and families who put their lives on the line and made the ultimate sacrifrice-your poem can help others realise and understand who really 'pays' for a war.
keep writing girl -you're bro' will be so proud!
onelove Yvonne

Reply to Yvonne

Thank you very much! I have long been protesting about the war, the affects and feel very passionate about it!! The loss of my brother under these circumstances as quite nearly took over my life! I only hope that as you mentioned, I can portray the true meaning of war, and help prevent further loss in the future. To be able to put back what I have lost, an try to take something positive from something so negative! There is no need in this day and age for war, we teach our child not to hit back, we are not aloud to discipline our own children with violence, (which I personally think is good-each to there own like), and yet our government carry on like professional gangster!! As a great man once said, there is war on the streets instead of war in the middle east! An the money that was spent in Iraq hasn't eradicated terrorism, therefore, could of been spent better!! There, my rant over!! lol

Thank you for your lovely comments!! Peace and onelove!! x

Your poem allows me to get a

Your poem allows me to get a glimpse of what the reality of war does to people who have not been closely affected. It is a beautiful piece. It also illustrates the beginning of your healing. Love it!!
Mel

reply to Mel

I don't understand what you mean about war not closely affecting those people? I was very close to it, my brother died in it! It effects all the families, and the lads long after they have even come away. Aw thank you for your lovely comments.

About the poem

This poem was written about a year after my brother was killed in Iraq. We were very close, and this has been the hardest thing I have ever had to endure, and sparked some anger towards the reason for war, and made me look a little more closely at politics!