For My Sister

Life never was simple.

But when I stood at the edge to the bottom,

I didn't think

That I could make it back.

 

back to where I was safe,

back to where I could live without the fear,

the fear of falling off

and hitting rock bottom,

with millions of other lost, broken hearts.

 

but right now,

               I guess

                I am almost safe.

                                                that is,

                                                         until

                                                                     I

                                                                                F

                                                                           A

                                                                                 L

                                                                             L

                                                                                .

                                                                                    .

                                                                                  .

               

 

 

 

but maybe,

just maybe,

we can make it back together.

maybe, if you'll climb up for me.

I'll do all I can to help you up.

I promise.

so then maybe we can be safe.

 

 

It's all I can hope for.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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