End of my Sorrow

You see that girl, she's only seven

her sister might soon go to heaven

She can see her sister's scars and pain

And the blood running from her vain,

Must she be so selfish

To leave her all alone,

In a dark cruel world,

Can't she see she's already lost one?

Wait, it's too late, what has she done...

Someone, please help her, she's my sister, I love her

I know I should express what I feel.

Because what she needs most right now, is love,

Although she did, what she did her soul is still as pure as a dove.

Yes, it's true people talk and nudge,

But until you've learned her life don't judge.

You might not care, what I'm preaching, I can see your shrug

But I don't care as long as I don't have to give her, her last hug!

-Mayara Diaz