My Lost Brother

My brother , where are you in the time of need or grief. When I think that I could have been their for you and help you out . Even when I think about it you wouldn\'t let me pass through all of that black darkness surrounding your heart of good and brightness. I tried to help when god frowned upon your hatred deeds from the past , but I was still there for you , and you knew that.

When I knocked on that black steel door , the sound it made was so awful because it was locked with the persons sorrow and hatred inside of it. When I knocked and Knocked and knocked no one answered not even thy brother that was inside of it. Though I could not hear crying or yelling inside the darkened room behind the door , I felt it like a Earthquake came upon god himself.

When I felt this I only knew that it was my time to go ,to flee from this hatred place of Evil , and darkness. I thought in my mind brothers could share everything , but it was the other way around brothers could share anything , at least these two brothers could share at least not one thing.