Indefinite (in dedication to my brothers, my you rest in peace)

Don’t make sense. Here I am, once again. To remain amongst the living while we carry you go your place of eternal rest. Sounds a bit selfish; but really am I selfish, When I’d rather it’d been me over you? Minds full tryna remain mindful. It’s just being left to deal with more than two handfuls it’s overwhelming. Please help me explain how my heart’s heavy, yet still I bare this feeling of an emptiness. Understand it at another angle, shed light on sights of better a view. Heaven gained another angel. And Yet do I feel blessed? From ones gain, from one less? – Julian ‘Naive’ Bronson