The Walking Wounded

 

 

Winston Peak

 

 

 

 

 

Gentle Undulations

     
  I'm alive, but my younger brother was not. My brother had just recently lost his life by his own hand. My brother chose to take an excessive dose of prescribed Lithium to end his own life. He did this to bring himself relief from a mental disorder he struggled with for too long. My dear brother put himself to sleep to never wake up again. My dear brother lost his way and my pain of what happened to him burned sharp.  
     
 

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