Like the sun on my horizon
I see my hope
the light through the branches,
I learn to cope

Frustrating numbness entered,
when I tore his life from mine.
A black-hole has torn
a corner in my mind

I cannot fill the void.
The wound opening;
stitches falling apart
but gently as a feather
sensations begin to brush
the outside of my heart.

I laugh now to fill the silence
-I wont go to that place.
I wont dwell in my sadness,
I'll search for my solace.

My sister is so funny,
she's silly in her own way.
I used to giggle and fly free,
at little things she'd say.

My other sister loves me,
I see it in her eyes.
She catches me not smiling
when I pretend I'm fine.

My expression wont be a muscle stretch,
Soon everything will seem real.
I'll hold their hands till then
because i know that time can heal.