Our eyes standing tall.
They noticed yours but not mine,
As if yours had legs.
Contempt. Lethargy. Bottomless.
20 years, I lived behind you.
As if we weren’t adjacent
Together, I thought we were together.
Forever resenting, plotting, scheming.
For some time, I was happy by your side,
But I was confused, uncertain of my feelings.
My sister, you’re always by my side.
I noticed the disdain in your eyes,
Why must I bleed for something I didn’t impede?
Despair. Astonishment. Resentment.
20 years, I live beside you.
Our souls adjacent
Reflecting, one of two
Together, aren’t we living this life together?
Forever, and ever….
Crooked grins, my hidden sins, we’re tethered.
All these years, I must admit,
Being connected to you,
Makes me sick.
Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 11:42 PM UTC
Our eyes standing tall.
They noticed yours but not mine,
As if yours had legs.
Contempt. Lethargy. Bottomless.
20 years, I lived behind you.
As if we weren’t adjacent
Together, I thought we were together.
Forever resenting, plotting, scheming.
For some time, I was happy by your side,
But I was confused, uncertain of my feelings.
My sister, you’re always by my side.
I noticed the disdain in your eyes,
Why must I bleed for something I didn’t impede?
Despair. Astonishment. Resentment.
20 years, I live beside you.
Our souls adjacent
Reflecting, one of two
Together, aren’t we living this life together?
Forever, and ever….
Crooked grins, my hidden sins, we’re tethered.
All these years, I must admit,
Being connected to you,
Makes me sick.
Duo collaborative poem, first part my friend wrote, second one I wrote.