My sista

 

I




Sista to sista I tired to assist her

I can hear  her crying  in tears  but only see it through  her body language as it appears

She's tired , warn out , but  the resentment in her eyes are so cold of darkness and fear
she's so ready to disappear but scared to let go
 
 So She hides her
 pain , anger, & frustration
With her smile
Her laughter
Her beautiful soul
Her warm personality



God only knows
If I could.  resuscitate her heart 
To give  her  courage & strength
I will give  her light  to see again
Air to  breathe again
I will give her vision of an eagle so she  always stands out
I'll  make her sharp as steal



  so she can love herself again
  be happy beyond her means.....  I only pray for one more thing and that's to see my sista  be free  again