A Loss of Life

A loss of life,
through self-abuse.
What is the price?
What was your excuse?

I miss you more,
every waking day.
You were the youngest,
yet you went away.

My youngest brother,
remembering when,
we went to the Naneum,
I was your oldest friend.

You left a void,
in your children's lives.
Gone too early.
It was no surprise.