Sister By Blood
She walked towards me,
I never had a sister by blood.
Maybe that was about to change.
Blood was all over her
as she walked towards me.
It seemed like I already knew her.
She is from another time,
I must have met her somewhere.
Familiarity permeated my mind.
Blood was all over her,
still I wasn’t the least bit fearful.
In this moment I’m full of adrenaline.
She is from an old nightmare,
one that has made me strong.
I knew I would never be alone again.
Blood was all over her
as she walked towards me.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2025
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