Does it scare you,
When I ask
If you'll love me
No matter what?
If you'd be my big sister,
Be here,
Even if something happened
To me?
I know it does
Because it scares me too.
It scares me too.
You weren't wrong
When you said
That question
Makes you think something happened
Or was happening
That you didn't know.
Would you care
About the dangerous thoughts
Running around
Through my head?
Would you care
About what's going on,
When a "family"
Falls apart each and every night?
When at night,
The nightmares get so bad
I can't even bring myself
To text.
When I want them to come in
Yelling
Because I screamed
And woke them
Just so I wouldn't be alone-
That I could pretend they cared,
But while waking up,
I screamed so loud
No sound came out.
Would you care about those nights?
When I'm questioning everything?
Would you care?
Would anyone?
If you do,
I think you're the only one.
Even friends,
Seem to leave.
Everyone
But you Big Sister,
Feels like they've left.
Even, it feels,
Like my three best friends,
And my very own
Technical Aunt.
Would you leave too Big Sister,
Or would you care if I was gone?
Would you love me
Big sister,
No matter what I've done?
Especially,
To myself.
YOU ARE READING
From The Pen To The Soul
PoesieSometimes, writing isn't an option; it's a necessity. This is my story. Everything I write, is a part of me. But it's up to you, to find your story; connect to yourself through my writing. (Most of these are sent to my big sister)
