Little Sister

January 14, 2010
I lay here
beneath your small sleeping body
pick up your childsized hand
and entwine your smooth
innocent fingers
in my calloused hand.
Then i quickly let go
for fear that my sadness,
my pain,
would seep into your skin,
tear away you innocence.
I cried for all the words
I have ever said to you out of anger.
I cried for any moment
I caused you pain.
I cried for the day
someone breaks your heart.
I cried for the day
when you cry yourself to sleep.
I cried for the wishes
you will make on shooting stars
and at 11:11.
I cried for all the times
you will feel alone.
I cried for all the times
you'll be scared.
and I cried for all the pain I felt
and for all the pain I knew someday
you will endure.





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