Herion

by Rachael Kurowski aged 15

Seeing him hurt is harder than anything,
but when you can’t help, it hurts even more.
He would lie there.
Eyes slowly closing.
No longer moving.
All I saw was his chest rise and fall.
He is my brother, of course I love him
but seeing him hurt is harder than anything,
but when you can’t help, it hurts even more

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