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The tragedy of a sister raising a brother
You tell me Im just like her; our shared abuser
Oh brother dear that made me spiral
Here I am just 25 is my brain even fully alive?
Here I am married and suddenly a parent to you
And you want an enemy and hyperfocus on me
The only connection you have to our past
Logically I get it but emotionally I'm being transparent
I'm wrecking everything cuz I can't get over it
Your fourteen you dont know what it means
To have lived the tragic life I have
And maybe I don't understand your trauma either
Our stories are different despite the vast similarities
Cuz you're not me and I'm not you
I keep asking myself what would Nani do?
But this isnt Disney and my trauma is drowning me
I just wanna drink but I can't
I just want to self harm but I can't
I don't get those luxuries because someone has to show you
That healing is possible even though it's so fucking hard
You can't seem to understand my feelings
I beg you for patience because I don't know what Im doing
I'm no hero just your sister trying her best
When I was little I made a promise to myself
That I'd get better and save you, its true
I had no childhood cuz I was too busy being second mom
I was never a teenager cuz I was so focused on speed running healing
All my life has lead up to this moment and Im cracking
There's so much pressure on my shoulders
Cycle breakers live extraordinary lives
But they'll always be so very alone
And you're fourteen and you just don't know
How much I'm hiding from everyone around me
Im a corpse rotting as I'm trying to be a life raft
This poem sucks and makes no sense and here I am crying
It'd be so much easier if I wasn't sick
I'm no parent just a sister trying to do her best
The knives are locked up, the lighters hidden
Im taking sleeping pills cuz I can't swallow your pain and mine
I'm all you've got and you're stuck with me
There's no way I'm giving up because where would you go?
Fuck, Im tired but here we go
Oh brother dear that made me spiral
Here I am just 25 is my brain even fully alive?
Here I am married and suddenly a parent to you
And you want an enemy and hyperfocus on me
The only connection you have to our past
Logically I get it but emotionally I'm being transparent
I'm wrecking everything cuz I can't get over it
Your fourteen you dont know what it means
To have lived the tragic life I have
And maybe I don't understand your trauma either
Our stories are different despite the vast similarities
Cuz you're not me and I'm not you
I keep asking myself what would Nani do?
But this isnt Disney and my trauma is drowning me
I just wanna drink but I can't
I just want to self harm but I can't
I don't get those luxuries because someone has to show you
That healing is possible even though it's so fucking hard
You can't seem to understand my feelings
I beg you for patience because I don't know what Im doing
I'm no hero just your sister trying her best
When I was little I made a promise to myself
That I'd get better and save you, its true
I had no childhood cuz I was too busy being second mom
I was never a teenager cuz I was so focused on speed running healing
All my life has lead up to this moment and Im cracking
There's so much pressure on my shoulders
Cycle breakers live extraordinary lives
But they'll always be so very alone
And you're fourteen and you just don't know
How much I'm hiding from everyone around me
Im a corpse rotting as I'm trying to be a life raft
This poem sucks and makes no sense and here I am crying
It'd be so much easier if I wasn't sick
I'm no parent just a sister trying to do her best
The knives are locked up, the lighters hidden
Im taking sleeping pills cuz I can't swallow your pain and mine
I'm all you've got and you're stuck with me
There's no way I'm giving up because where would you go?
Fuck, Im tired but here we go
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