I wish I could do more (dedicated to my older sister)

Beautiful, bold and assertive.
Her lusciously rounded curves and
beauty command the attention of
every male that walks past her on
the streets and boy! Does she know it.
She walks around with a smile on her
face. Oh, that deceitful smile! A facade
expertly pulled off. No one can see the
pain hidden behind that mask. Strong, caring
and considerate. She looks after me -
showing me wrong from right. When
she cries, I get a glimpse of her world
of torment. A world formed by all her
past experiences. I get a chance to step
inside that world. A cold and dark world.
It makes my heart weep for her. It makes
me want to shatter that world into pieces
- makes me want to save her. I need to save
her. But, I never know how to. I just
never know! And that breaks me; not
being able to save this beautiful, fragile
creature - my sister, best friend ... My better
half.