Hurt,

she left,

the one person you thought you could depend on,

your sister,

she's gone,

forever,

you Hurt,

it's unbearable,

the Pain, 

like a thousand tiny needles poking through

the Visceral Pericardium of your blood enriched heart,

you need to get out,

Poetry,

an escape,

finally,

you feel free to let your bleeding heart soar,

you still hurt,

but the pain is relieved,

you dont feel encased in fear of 

Abandonment.