I’ve pushed her deep within; hidden behind organs and bones. I add an extra lull to my laugh, plaster a smile to my cheeks. She is stuck with no hope for survival.
Crickets belt their final notes as the echo of birds Whisper to the trees filling the night. I hear the crackle of leaves as they crunch beneath my feet. I hear the hush of the world as it surrounds me.
I give strength to you in your darkest night. I know the pain, fought back my sorrow. I watched you fall, helped pick your bloodied palms off the ground.
We may not be tied together by blood but I know you as my sister. You are the one who laughed through life sharing with me your secrets.
You mask your bruises with that perfect life; the big house, the fancy car, loving husband. We see you.
This is how it is, and it’s not going to change. The choice is up to you and that is where I lose
I feel black inside, like a pot on the verge of bubbling over.
I am not a puppy for you to train, to be house broken. My hands strain to be useful, to feel the passion they once clung to.
It comes so easily to you, the ability to unwind. So effortless, but when I try my heart does not appear on my sleeve
Golden sunbeams edge into my lips the heat warms my eyes and fills my skin from head to toe.