wp026 Forced

Creeped up upon by nightmares
You followed through with the dares
You were forced to do this
Thinking we'd be abusive
And running right from the start
But I guess it's or fault
We've left you in the dark

It was easy enough
You found a friend
Toughened up
You felt like you had all you needed
I begged and pleaded
For you to not do this to yourself
But you did
You ran away while your sister hid

Even though it's not my fault
I still blame myself for your temptation
But you were stuck in a bad narration
That I could do nothing about
You stuck that needle in your arm
Thinking it'll do no harm
And now I'm left without.
♠ ♠ ♠
This poem is about my brother. He chose to do heroin because of his friends and he got addicted. He's been a completely different ever since. I'm just lucky he isn't dead.