Oh, Brother.

A poem about my brother and addiction.

Oh little brother.

I’m not letting go.

You can kick and yell

And break every promise you make,

But I’ll hold your hand till your bones collapse.

Don’t tell me you’re ready to go home,

I’m not letting go.

I’ll drag you out in the sun

Even turn your mouth up at the corners.

And see you smile for the first time in years.

Please don’t ask me to let you go.

I'm not letting go