Killing Ourselves

Morningstar
Nothing matters anymore,
Since the day my sister died.
I found her hanging by the door,
and nothing matters anymore.
Her bloodshot eyes, her neck was sore,
legs swaying side to side.
Nothing matters anymore,
since the day my sister died.

I see her resemblance in my face,
So final is her death.
My sister, no one can replace,
When I see her resemblance in my face.
Her future-- everything's erased,
Memories are all that's left.
I see her resemblance in my face,
So final is her death.

I hate her,
For what she did.
Remember how close we were?
Man, I hate her.
Suicide is not a cure,
So much to live for, she was just a kid.
I hate her (so much)
For what she did.

That's not true... I love her more than anything,
She was my best friend.
How much pain one death can bring!
I still love her, more than anything.
It's very hard, forgiving,
Her life had such a selfish end.
But I love her more than anything,
She was my best friend.

Published by Morningstar

I'm a middle grades teacher who does freelance writing. I am also a home owner, world traveler, animal lover, and coupon queen. I enjoy bargain hunting and shop at thrift stores and garage sales.  View profile

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