The pain is so cold when it does not burn And when I feel her fist on my face, my heart is disintegrating. Why do I do this? I ask myself. Why do I fall into the lie that she wants to be my sister? I try not to listen to her but I think to myself, "Why does she want to hurt me so bad?" I didn't do anything wrong, I didn't even say anything to her! And yet, here she is, hitting me over and over again. But I still don't know why.
Reason for writing:
This poem is about, obviously, my sister. I grew up w/ a lot of abuse from her and just this year I made a poem about it. I will never let her read it but it makes me feel better to know that it's out in the open. Thank you.
Birth sign: Gemini
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