Wide Awake

Alone, isolated in the dark,
In fear and tears she was led.

To a place of night, so stark,
Her innocence taken, she bled.

She'd set out so independent,
So stubborn, to make it on her own.

A trust broken, a love bent,
The love that was never shown.

Now, alone, she cries and weeps,
For the time so wasted and past.

And in the night she does not sleep,
How did the time pass so very fast?

Maybe if I'd told her that I missed her,
If I could have put down my pride,

And admitted my love for my sister,
Maybe if I had just tried.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Heckman Avatar
November 3, 2013 at 8:25 PM
what a lovely remembrance of you sister...very touching
Rhinem Avatar
October 19, 2013 at 1:49 PM
† Tis How One Might Imagine Nebuchadnezzar Perhaps Was Feeling Amid The Forest Where Once He Be Humbled ? Ah, But This Beauty Which Followed; Bringing Joy Unto These Heart's Whom Love Their Heavenly Father *:* I Would Say That Your Precious Sister Should Find Such, 'Light Within This Truth.' ˜ What Else Is There Truly, Beautiful Emily ? Love, John
Andresen Avatar
October 19, 2013 at 1:14 PM
- A very nice and touching poem, Emily. - Have a happy weekend. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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