Sister

Sister, I worry about you. It scares me, because I do believe you are making the same decisions as me. Did you see me? Crying, bleeding, barely able to sleep. I know life is hard, and something must make us feel, but sister dear, please don't go there. I know I don't have room to speak, but I don't look back, because of the pain it all caused me. Please sister dear, face life with something more. To knowingly, and willingly, intentionaly forget, it heals me, and helps me. but not what I wish for you. Sister I pray that you hear me now, face life with more than I did, so when you pass through the pain you won't mind looking back. You are worth so much more.