Brother of mine..

I saw you cold, bloodless body lying in a coffin made just for you..
Daddy was crying..
Mummy said, A nightmare come true..
All i could think was how can i change this mood..
So sad and blue,
I feel cold like the flu..
You're wearing your favorite top, the letters all blurred asking have you had to much?'
On the back is a picture of a glass half full of beer..
I miss you so much more then words can say..
Leave this cold blue way..