Ex-brother in-law

I wrote this poem about my brother in-law a couple of years ago. These words just kept coming in to my head as I thought about him. He sits in prison right now for the next six years. No matter how many chances he was given by his family, friends, and even the government, he always felt like everyone owed him something.
Why Am I
I walk along the empty crossroads
looking for a ride
I ask the driver a puestion
will it be greed or will it be life
Who am I
I am that man
I am cold dark and a thief
I have took innocence and showed it better ways
my ways
but shall I speak of the end of those roads
I will stay silent
I cry for love
yet I am rejected
Why? I ask myself
for I am that man that is despised by the world
as much as I see what is right for me
through torture and torment
I know what is right for me
yet each time poison is presented
I am the first to sip
I thought I was a brother, a son, a friend
I am that man

Death

Life is such an interesting ride with all the ups and downs that it has. There is always something new after every turn and those somethings can be very depressing or very enjoyable. No matter what it is, we only go through life once, and even no some people believe in reincarnation, you can only remember life once so there is not much of a difference in saying you only live life once. There might be times in life that certain things happen that make us not want to go on any further, but this is where we must learn that no matter what, we cannot bring those people or situations back to make a different choice. What is it about death that makes us feel so depressed? I understand that it really hurts when it is someone in our family or even our own child, especially when it is a very tragic death, but could it be a test to see how we will follow from this situation? People say that these certain situations are a test from God. Well I say that if ithis is true, then God is fucked up. understand that death can change someone for the good, but if that was the case, why didn't God just get rid of the bad?