The Wharf.

My darling sister, if you died.
If you gave up
cause when you cried,
No one put an arm around you,
No one even kind of knew you.

You wouldn't let me in.
You talked to walls but not your kin.

Was that me in the bedsheets?
Was that me outside?
No.
I'm not there.
I'm always away,
Never there.

I'm sorry.

You are in a ring, in a maze
Not of your own doing.
I'm looking through the
glass but you don't hear me,

I LOVE YOU.

It isn't enough.
I'M CRYING FOR YOU,
who finds life so tough.

My arms are open,
My heart is open,
Please come.
Please let me hold you.

I want to heal you, make you better.
You run the other way, but beg me for a letter.

A letter about what,
Girl.
How my whole world is upside down because of you-Girl.

Because of what you do to yourself,
Because you won't accept my help.

I need to save you!
I have to know I can.
I'll come home, I promise.
Cross ocean, prairie, sand.

If only you would promise,
You'd take my outstretched hand.

I shed tears.
I laid on the ground
And crossed my arms
And off me fell the years
Between us.

You are my blood,
I will give you my love,
It just kills me to know
It's not enough.

Not enough to save you.