i miss the late night conversations we shared / you climbing onto my bed whispering something about the dream you had / hands clammy / breath shaky / your voice filtering through my sleep deprived mind / you asked if i am still listening / and i hummed a lazy reply / you snaked your fingers between the spaces of mine / taking all the blanket while we talked through the night / when your eyes finally closed / i murmured sleep tight / unsure as to who dozed of first / we held each other's hand till the break of light

i remember braiding your hair / de-tangling the knots / weaving a pattern you're sure to unravel it as soon as i'm done / you displeased and me peeved / we didn't speak for a quarter of a week / but of all the times we fought and all the unplanned shenanigans / we are still each other's significant

and soon, time will go by / and we will grow old / my dear sister / how can i let you go to a world so cold? / it play well into my fears / becoming two separate entities / constructing memories from ambiguities / the hallmark of our sisterhood / shackled by our adulthood / though i'm not ready, i know it’s time for the new / for our arc has concluded, so the next chapter can take root / i wish you infinitely well / so let’s work together to become the greatest version of ourselves

Their love created a paradox
Like Schrondiger's cat of uncertainty
Great in theory, but not in practice

Unspoken words reverberates like the Doppler effect
A product of her own creation with undesirable outcome
****** if she do and ****** if she doesn't

OF WHOM SHALL I FEAR?* / SHE ASKED THE VOICES IN HER HEAD / I AM SPENT / DECOMPOSING / SCARED OUT OF MY WITS / THE WORDS SWIRLED IN HER MIND FOR SHE COULD FIND NO ABSOLUTION / TEARS CLUNG TO HER EYES AS SHE STRADDLE BETWEEN THE LIVING AND THE DEAD / IT'S DISMEMBERING HER FROM THE INSIDE / THE DEMONS CLAWING ITS WAY OUT / SHE WEPT / OH HOW SHE WEPT

SO THERE SHE WAS TRYING TO FIX HERSELF / BURIED AND TRAPPED UNDER THE DEBRIS OF ATONEMENT / TRYING TO WEAVE HERSELF OUT OF THE ELABORATE SELF-MADE LABYRINTH / EYES DANCING WITH FIRE / SHE LAID EVERYTHING BARE WITH OPEN PALMS / REACHING UP TO THE HEAVENS / SHE PRAYED FOR RESTORATION

AND SUDDENLY THE VEIL IS LIFTED FROM HER EYES / A CHORUS OF VOICES CHIME IN HER CRANIUM / OF THE STORIES SHE WAS TOLD AS A CHILD / OF THE HYMNS SHE SANG WHIST STANDING IN THE PEW AMID THE MASSES / ONE STOOD OUT AND SAID / I AM THE LORD YOUR GOD / WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME / DO YOU NOT KNOW / WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS / **I REMAIN