The Phone Call


So many questions running through my mind,
I am suddenly unable to speak.
I hear your voice on the other end,
Your cries turn into shrieks.

This moment I will forever remember,
It is a scar upon my soul.
I am more sure about this than I have ever been,
My heart will never be whole.

So many questions running through my mind,
The pain stabs at my chest.
Tears colliding with one another-
How will I survive this test?

Stricken with an unbearable weight,
A feeling of emptiness inside,
The two compete for control of my body,
Moving in and out like the tide.

So many questions running through my mind,
When will I awake from this dream?
I hear your voice on the other end,
Your cries turn into screams.

"She's gone, she's gone," I hear you say,
And yet I don't comprehend,
To bear the thought of my little sister,
Being someone I will never see again.

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