An agony of the loss to his brother who had no choice

Someone…

Someone asked me,

Do you really care of my existence?

I cried “hell no”

Shut your mouth

And empty that thought

For the pains I felt when we fighting

For the troubles I made when you were insane

For the merciless I took and the sorrows with no sake

Now, tell me

Should I bother of your existence?

He tearfully replied

How about my loss

Would you cry?

For a bit

I was speechless

And then a moment came by

He hugged me tight

And left me behind

Still I was anxious

Breathless

My heart beat slowly

My system was gone suddenly

For a second

I freed

The ideas were flashing on my mind

It could not be

That someone was my brother

He was my brother

For whatever reason

We were of the same kind

Even my folks loved him so terribly

Much as they do love me

I ran as fast as I could

But a light covered his whole

Until I saw him nowhere

Even eyeing on the horizon so cruel

I kneeled down

I prayed

I murmured

I wished

I asked for acceptance

And for forgiveness

And then out from the middle of my bitterness

Someone appeared like he could hear me saying

And see me being

Someone tapped on my shoulder

And quietly uttered

I am now gone forever

As you always wanted

When I was still alive

I was someone to all

But no one only to you

And now you are calling me someone?

Isn’t it ironic?

You only see my worth

Now that I am cold and dead

For my soul departed from my gross

I am now no one

Still remain no one

Until the end of time

Now,

I dare to ask

Would you care if I would exist

Even if I am no longer

…someone?