To my brother, who will never read this

To my brother, I hate you. I do not know why you expect me to do favors for you, give you rides and be nice to you because of the unfortunate fact that you are my brother. Because you have shown me that no matter what title you hold in my life you can still be a worthless piece of carcass that lives. I want you to go away. You have not been a brother to me, but a cancerous sore on my life sense I was 13. The only thanks I could ever offer you at this point would be thank you for showing me what not to become. A loser addict that shit's on the hand that feeds and ruins what he will never have. True family. Family that doesn't just do for others with no need for true cause or expectation, who cares and listens. Who is there and who tries to keep us all together. You are taking mom from us. Drug addicted, delusional, and unjust you have made her because she will not let you go. Because without her you have nothing, noone. Our family doesn't deserve you, and we don't want you. Because you don't deserve us, and you don't want to know us. Later when the heroine is kicking in and your once perfect body falls apart I hope God shows you what you have done, and I hope he reincarnates you to try again and be a person worth knowing for your new family. What it is like to love a brother, what it is like to let go of someone who is alive but also dead. But I will remember, even after I forgive you, how you took mom from us, and that is why I hate you. life is a tree with connecting vines, and when you read my words that come from my soul i hope you know that it is i who talk to you big brother. think on this