Her lips are cracked, skin white as snow <br />She has not seen daylight for years now <br />Her hands are weak, her mind lost in time <br />Her feet are turning blue, heart already frozen <br />No shine more in her hair, no life left in her pale blue eyes <br />She holds on to darkness, her only comfort <br />She embraces the cold, she does not care anymore <br />Her voice exists no more, a whisper remains <br /> <br />This is not what she asked for, though <br />Not in the beginning, no <br /> <br />She once knew the sun, and how it shines <br />She was free, somehow, she is no more <br />How she keeps face during the day, so brave, I will never know <br />But it is at night, when she dies, again, <br />A thousand deaths at once, untill morning.... <br /> <br />She dreads the seconds 'till darkness <br />But when the time comes, she welcomes it <br />Like the old friends they are, they make love <br />Untill morning comes, they declare their love <br />And a new day has dawned<br /><br />izzie jonesmunroe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/amy-s-sister/
