An Observation made within Sam Spratt's "IX. The Monument Game" - To my brothers.

I am sorry.

To Eric, for closing my eyes to your addiction. For thinking negligence was the solution. And for losing you.

I am sorry.

To Louis, for making you the object of my frustrations. For lacking the grace to see myself in your burdens. And for missing the chance to tell you I cared.

I am sorry.

To Brett, for not believing you. For being absent in your moment of weakness. And for the coma that took so much of you.

I am sorry.

I failed you.

To my brothers.

I am sorry.