As i dream of you, i begin to miss you dearly
though you may be gone now from this life,
i still dream about being around you again,
Asking questions getting back some answers
So how can one talk to the ones passed on?
Is there a link that we share that allows us to?
or has my insanity gotten the best of me now?
I miss you so much my dear sis, am i wrong to?
I talk for what seems like hours, listening as well
Hearing this an that, its like you has never left
an yet, just like that my dream begins to turn
switching from happiness to a very dark place
The once happy dream, stained with your blood
quickly becoming a nightmare, watching you
complete the deed to free yourself, one im stuck
forced to watch, trying to scream, unable to stop it
I see before me images that i wish to be gone
thoughts i wish to be ripped from my own head
unable to not blame myself for losing you then
waking up in tears, wanting to scream out loud
How can something start so great, end so foul?
What causes the dreams of ones we hold dear
turning into unforgiving nightmares, tormenting
the fragile heart that we try so hard to protect?
The pain is like a disease that has no healing cure
A pain in which there is no way to forgive yourself.
My soul will always be tormented from that day,
I pray that your soul rest in peace, my dear sister
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