I'm sorry brother.

I'm sorry brother.
I'm sorry for not looking after you.
I'm sorry for not caring about you when you needed me the most.

I'm sorry brother.
I'm sorry that you had to see me drunk and stoned out of my mind.
I'm sorry that I fucked your girlfriend.

I'm sorry brother.
I'm sorry that I never listened to you.
I'm sorry that I didn't help you when the idiots at school hit you.

I'm sorry brother.
I'm sorry for not seeing how you felt.
I'm sorry for not seeing that you were suicidal.

It's too late now, Mikey.
I can't help you.
And I'm sorry. I'm so, so fucking sorry.
Your disease took over you.
You lost weight faster than you could put on.

I never saw you crying.
I never saw you cutting.
And I'm sorry brother.
The Death took over you.
I'm so, so fucking sorry that I couldn't help you.

You told me that it wasn't my fault.
You told me you loved me.
And I'm crying now. I'm crying for first time in ages.
I'm crying for you, my baby brother.
I miss you.

I look at the gun in my hand.
I scream after you.
I want you. I want you to be here with me, brother.
But you won't come back.
You're dead. You died. And I'll be with you soon, brother.
I'll die for you. I'll be with you. We'll meet again...

Bang.