Almost an exact year between me and my younger sibling
Just three days less a trifling thing
I wasn't expecting a call from my mother
It was bad news about my younger other
She wanted to video chat with grief on her face and in her voice
And to the point I learned about my sisters choice
It seems she'd decided to end her life
A desperate solution to end her strife
Financial burdens and looming poverty
Was something she couldn't bear again to see
She used to be so strong and determined
How had she come to be so burdened
I can see now she was always running
Away from things her mind drumming
We'd drifted apart and weren't close
Now we won't get the chance to diagnose
No opportunity to bury the hatchet
To start again on a new facet
I've thought of that choice time and again
It's really come home how tragic an end
She couldn't let anyone in really
Too proud and stubborn but loved dearly
I guess I'll have to get used to this
The temporary sorrow and permanent abyss