Saturday, April 9, 2011

Bruises and hugs



Can’t eat, can’t sleep. I don’t want to think for myself, so I drown my mind with mindlessness. Polluting my vision and my ear buds with noise and foolishness. When I stop, reality is swift to set.
Bruises on my conscience, I need a walk with a friend. But then again, maybe I just need a walk with my Savior. My eyes burned all day. It’s been two days since I found out, since I found. But what can I do now. The damage is done and every time I think I have her back, back in my arms as my baby sister I find more, I see more, but when considering her, I’m seeing less. Less character, less respect, less pride.
I think I forgot how to go to sleep. I don’t know what to do with myself.
I would protect her from anything, from anyone I could with all my strength. But how do I protect her from herself? How do I protect her from herself. I hugged her and it felt like I was hugging my little sister again.

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