Sister
I never really understood these feelings and this pain
They generated long ago, and we are what remain
No memory sings for us hypnotic lullabyes
They generated long ago, and we are what remain
No memory sings for us hypnotic lullabyes
Our baby's breath in gasping tears provides a true reprise
Days turned into months frozen by the distance
Days turned into months frozen by the distance
Cruel facilitator of familial resistance
Which is now more tragic, this current state of mind
Which is now more tragic, this current state of mind
Or is the deepest cut of all the loss of ties that bind?
© Rebecca DeWinter 2011
