Aurora

Lightning strikes light up the sky,
Echoing thunder chases close behind.
As i gaze upon this vicious storm a childs figure is suddenly born.
A beautiful white dress drapes over pale white flesh.
Long black hair parts to reveal bleeding eyes,
I try to move though i am paralyzed.
She begins to speak to me in a language unknown.
I begin to respond,how. I dont know.
I cannot recall the words we said as i awake repeatedly screaming them in my bed.
I reassure myself its all in my head.
Though i am still disturbed by the sight of her presence, faded memories refreshed of my youths remnants.
I think back to a time long ago,
i think about the sister i didnt get to know.