Please read it isn't what you expect my brother killed himself

This is it, this is how it is all going to end, i hope this ends quickly, i take a breathe, and jump, it hurts, all starts to go black, it's all over. if only i had...

the sirens ring and the cars pull up, the gasps, the cries, that ring though a persons ears, the images that tattoo themselves in to your eyes of the people around you, that you love finding out that there son, brother and father has just killed them self. the tears that are shed in the fear that, that person will never be in their life again,the cries of desperation, we need you, it wasn't your time yet, why would you?you had so much to live for.

a black sea, a million tissues, people holding hands, and silence,but from the silence comes hope in the words " toughen up love", the saying of someone so wise and yet so far away, their in body but not spirit, a single laugh muffled with a cry, two parents, mourning a child, eleven brothers and sisters and four children desperate to know why?

but the answers never come because the only one that could answer them is now gone and hopefully happy and even though they are not with us in person they live on in all of us his parents, his siblings,and in his children all of which he loved so much, all the memories we can not share all the parties we can not dance together at, and all the good times we will not see because you are no longer with us, we cherish every single second we spent with you and we will always love you. no matter what you've done or not done. you are our family and always will be. our lives were made better because you were in them and i feel privileged to have been in your life.