Sissy

Grown up.

Grown apart.

I need you now

with all my heart.

 

I need advice.

I need love.

I need my sissy.

I need a hug.

 

I feel lost.

I'm losing you.

You're always gone,

or with someone new.

 

I need my sissy.

Where'd she go?

She's always free,

and I'm left alone.

 

She can't see

how much I pain.

She can't see

how much i strain.

 

But would she care?

Would she stop?

Would she change?

Maybe, maybe not.

Author's Note

tell me what you think i really want to know.

Reviews

[RachelReaper]

Kind of makes me wish I had a sister. The emotion in this poem is very well and you can feel it throughout.

[Jordan A. Wilson]

Flow wise, this is the tops.

[Laura Maidah]

I love that it's "sissy" and not "sister". It's really authentic and genuinely moving that way. Nice!

[Laura Maidah]

I wish I knew if you really meant that you want to know what I think. I'll be nice. It's an alright poem. It's traditionally accurate. As far as prosody and other thematic elements, I won't comment. People on this site are mostly younger and are very sensitive. Sorry. I'll read more of you and see if I like it better.

[babygirlz]

i miss my sister too

[Harley (arbiter)]

That really got me. I don't see my family much either