“Begin”

You begin to be; you breathe with ease
Your twin has ceased to be

The efforts increased, but he’s deceased
Time of death? Four twenty-three

They hand your parents a piece of paper
The end for the twin that would never be

How does one begin when one of two’s life has come to an end?
Let’s discuss that question herein; wherein you are never whole
(You have no idea of the peace you just lost)

The sever so severe, you don’t know one year from another year
Half of you is somewhere you could never begin to ever know
(Light years. Fight the good fight bro, no matter the cost)

Time to begin, I chagrin and imbue color where there was none
Find someone, even if only in the short run

To begin what should have begun when I lost a twin brother
And my parents lost a son

I looked for peers, but it appears that my peer disappeared
Life appeared sincerely insincere

What is a win when you’ve lost a twin?
Start anew. Begin again

Begin again and do it for him; a win is a win and I grin
For the first time in what seems like a lifetime, I begin with only a grin

My friend let me know that the grin was becoming a smile
All the while I still had pain, but the pain must start to wane…eventually