Broken Bond

 We fought every day for happiness;

the measurement of success was low.

Our love was just able to fit in a cylinder;

the bond we had wasn’t as strong as others thought.

It was a struggle between two living organisms,

my brother and I,

and my life was being dissected, torn apart.

Little by little,

it felt like dangerous chemicals touched my soul.

We weren’t the same as before;

Everything’s broken.

We had become separate particles.

leaving each other ,

and now he’s gone.