She's Gone

Wed, 06/12/2019 - 11:10 -- Rianne

She's gone
I fell in love
At nine years old
And I never doubted my heart was taken
They said,
"You're going to have a little sister"
And I felt it start to leave
I screamed and saw my life change
Childish glee
Living in a broken house
Unhappy people stitching smiles into their skin
Rusted needles, gasoline soaked thread
But she was a light no one could compare to
A murky past could not rain on her sky fire
A tragic kind of beauty, brown eyes to wreck an empire
Or build one
I felt my childhood begin to melt away
She became rooted to my existence
I'd give my own life if I could trade
Go back in time and change that day
The day she was gone
Smiles, happy tears, love songs
Baby fingers to clench a heart
One mistake by him
Someone set those stitched on smiles afire
She's gone
What childhood?

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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