It been six months (yesterday) since my brother died suddenly.
A unknown man on the end of the phone, spoke to me.
He told me you were dead.
He bought me to my knees.
His news shattered my life beyond repair.
I sobbed as I tried to recall and reclaim your life back.
The screams that I howled, felt like they were coming out of someone else’s body.
The weight of my body collapsed on the floor, like some sacrificial emptying.
I took the form of the lifeless balloon, after its air had escaped.
How often I think of you and I.
Talking, walking, eating, dancing, laughing.
Months ago you were put to rest.
Months ago our family began life’s ultimate test.
Trying to live a life without YOU .
Today I look hard for a break in the dark shadow that surrounds my life.
We shadowed each other in life, and we will do so in your death.
RIP
I am so sorry for your loss. You have described accurately how I feel – it has been three weeks since my little sister was killed in a horrific traffic accident. Thank you for articulating what it is like to receive that call and how the fog that follows feels. People say it gets better – I am open to hope.
thank you.
I got the dreaded call myself 2 months ago…at half 5 in the morning…the police…telling me they’d found my ex husband’s body…
So sorry you also had to endure this nightmare also. My phone call was at 6.45am…horrific.
It has been 20days i lost my dearest youngr brothr & my parents lost their only son in road accident…i m really hopeless and don know how i ll leave without him..