My poor sister
A shadow of her old self
So full of hate and rage for the ones who hurt her
Her heart used to beat with love
But now beats to the drum of revenge
There's nothing i can do to help her
I try to help her see the light through the darkness,
But she just hides deeper into it
Her only friends are the shadows and creatures of the night.
It's like she doesn't see me anymore....
The only time she pays attention to me is when he's around
She hates that i care about him and distrusts him.
She's wrong about him though.
He fills an emptiness inside of me, and makes me feel whole.
I'm filled and complete while my sister
My poor sister....
Another piece of her breaks off and shatters, unable to be fixed.....
I'm sorry Rose....
I couldn't help you....