My sister disappeared
When she was six
For my fifteen years
She would be seventeen.
I think about her
A lot
How my life would be different
With a sister to guide me
How we would have stayed up late
With flashlights under the covers
Giggling at a story book
Or the latest gossip.
And I remember the way his voice was deep
And stubble lined his jaw
And alcohol reeked from his crooked smile
And I wish I'd said something
Told him to stop walking
To let her go
But my voice disappeared just as quickly as my sister
And the car drove away
And left me standing
At the end of my driveway
Alone.
When I think about her
I know it was my fault
That she was taken
And now
I'm still
Alone.
