To love him is to hurt,
          to ache,
          to scream,  
          to break.

Big brother
how
          little
he seems.

To love him is to hate him.
           angry little thoughts--
           sharp and pointy.
cutting away--
            ration and reason.

Bye-bye big brother
             hello hospital
knock-knock go policemen
             come to take him away.

To love him is to fear him
              fear for him
              fear his mind has gone astray.
Fear his mania--
              his psychosis--
              his rage.

But to be his sister is to love him,
              and as his sister,
              I will stay.