Early mornings...
Rain drops arrive to desperately wash the pain away...
but the cold atmosphere remains to stay.
My heart keeps hoping for you to wake up, as my brain keeps fighting with itself.
My exhausted eyes remain open, hoping you would awaken from your slumber.
But you remain laying beautifully, dressed in white, as the sky thunders like a drum. Almost as if the heavens are calling you home.
My five-year-old self slowly appears from within, as I lay my head near yours.
I could remain by your side for a thousand years and more...
I pray to the heavens to not take you away just yet, but alas, the hands of my father says to me, "We have to go."
I continue to watch you, as I touch your hair, with the tears continuing to flow, my father repeats once more, "We have to go."
My feet slowly drags itself, as my heart and my mind remains left behind.
The rain continues to pour...
A heavy heart,
A numb mind,
I wish I could turn back the hands of time... so that happiness continues to remain, and nothing will ever change.
To my only sister... I Miss You
About the Creator
K. Alexandra
I am a 26 year old writer who enjoys creating stories and is always daydreaming in my big brain. So madams and monsieurs, welcome to my world of imagination, take my hand, sit back and relax, kick off your shoes, and enjoy the ride :)
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