Saturday, April 30, 2005

Smile Like You Mean It

You say you hate your life. I say I hate your pain. You want everything to end. I want everything to begin. I wish I could undo anything and every hurt that anybody has ever caused you. I wish you never experienced heartbreak. I wish you never knew pain. I wish I could show you hope. That I held your future and could tell you that everything that you fear is gone is still out there. No more anger, no more hate, no more tears. I wish you could experience joy and happiness. I wish I could help you through all this. I wish I had the answers. I wish I could help you. I am too weak to be your cure.

I get angry because your pain breaks my world apart. You get angry because these tears are for you. You tell me to dry them and get over it because this is your life. Its not that simple. Your life is my life. Your pain, mine. Your hurt, mine. Your tears, still mine. Your heartbreak, my hell. Why cant you see that I want to help? Do you not understand that I would sacrifice anything if it meant your happiness? Walk over me, push me away, slam me to the ground, step on my toes....I will still stand by your side.

I'm so sorry. I wish I could be your cure. I wish I could be everything to heal you, so you dont have to feel this pain anymore. I wish you didnt have this personal hell. All I can be is your sister. My life is yours to walk over if it means getting just one smile of happiness out of you.

1 Comments:

Blogger CodyBrock said...

I don't lie. Remember that!

4:50 PM  

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