Sister Mine (Version 1)
You know it's just a phase, right?
I force a smile onto the surface, but on the inside
My heart is b r e a k i n g
Into a million shattered pieces, too sharp for me to even try to put back together
But how does one put their heart back together in the face of shattering betrayal?
Of course it's just a phase! She's just after attention, that's all.
A smile. A laugh. That's what I give you, the same thing I've given everyone else.
But sister mine, do you see? Do you see what your careless words have done to me?
It's not like I haven't heard them before. Everyone says I'll grow out of it and like boys again.
But how long do I have to like girls before it's not a phase anymore?
Answer me that, sister mine. Answer. Me. That.
She'll get over it eventually. She always does.
It's not the words that get to me. It's who's saying them.
I always thought you were on my side. I thought you were the only one who supported me.
I thought I could trust you.
*laughter*
I thought wrong.
Do you know what it's like? Do you know what it's like to have six siblings
And still stand alone?
Of course you don't. Because I made sure you never did.
Who was there to set the story straight when the whole school said you were a crazy bitch?
Who was there to defend you when they all called you a whore?
Who was there claiming you were just doing what was necessary as a mother?
Who was there writing a damn paper about why society should accept your line of work?
That's right, sister mine. It was ME. I was always there for you.
Remind me to not let her around my future kids. Wouldn't want them catching the gay.
You claimed you wanted to raise your daughter around all sorts of people
So she could grow up to accept people of all walks of life.
All genders, all sexualities, all races, all religions, all...
So... why...
Why don't you believe me? Why did you make me believe you did?
I'm sitting right beside you. So why don't you even notice?
Why don't you notice the pain in my chest and the crying in my heart
And the racing thoughts in my head and the nails digging into my palm?
You said you'd always be there for me.
No matter where my path took me, you'd be right there standing beside me.
A smile. A laugh. A shrug of my shoulders.
I guess we'll just have to see, won't we?
Here I am, sister mine.
Are you with me?
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