Little Amy

I’m not your hero, I’m not your lover

I’m not your sister, I’m not your mother.

I’m just a friend across the world

Behind a screen with only my words.

I can’t stop your pain

I can’t heal your wounds

I can’t fight for you.

I’m not your sword, nor your shield

I am your friend to pick you up when you are knocked down

I want to do more

I want to help

But I am a friend across the world

My hands are tied just like yours

My voice is quieted by your screams

My words can’t help

When you are hit

I want to be your hero, your sister

I want to be your guardian angel

But my wings have been clipped

My sword dulled

This fight is yours.

When you lose the fight

I pick you up

When the fight is over

The war isn’t

When the next battle starts,

I will be there when you fall again

Little sibling dressed in black

I wish to give you your confidence back

It is stolen every time

That’s almost as heinous as the crime

Committed to you every day

Why do parents never stay away?