Dear sister
The reason I didn't want to share a room with you
Wasn't because I hate you
Or didn't want your company
In fact
There's no one I love more
The real reason is because
I didn't want that perfect picture you have about me
To be corrupted
I didn't want you to know
That your big sister
Is miserable
That she can't sleep
She has to cry first
That she does unthinkable things in the dark
That she mutters incoherent prayers to the universe
To make her disappear
Vanish
Like she wasn't there in the first place
I was terrified that
You'd grow up and be like me
No matter what
Don't be like me
I'm an awful human being
With no compassion or mercy
Or any of the other human traits
I'm just an empty shell
And I didn't want you to know that
-but now that I'm gone I guess it's alright that you know these things
YOU ARE READING
The Aftertaste
PoesíaThese are just a bunch of shitty poems (at least I think they're poems) don't even waste your time
