Sisters
We hated each other from the start
Each to play a separate part
I thought you were given all the breaks
You thought I never made mistakes
We were living separate lives
They kept us apart through their lies
We lived with separate abuses
Blindly accepting their feeble excuses
The time has come, the past must end
Now is the time to make amends
We have lost so many years
But we have won, so stand and cheer
With our private hells now in the past
We can be sisters and friends at last
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I love it a lot. You nailed it on the head.It's true for me because I'm the black sheep in the family. I can truly relate to this peom on any level. I understand siblings don't like one another is a true fact in this world. You must stand your ground always.
Loved it! It beautifully expresses the type of bond sisters share.
Even if sometimes they feel like they hate each other there's always lies love for the other within them. Both are impacted by the same blood they share,the same household sometimes they forget they both went through the same trauma. Sisters are more similar in many aspects then they admit and now after so many years they are understanding all that and healing together. You have put all that emotion in this piece of you're writing. It's great!.:-)
How sibling rivalry is more common than not, to the point sisters and brothers seem to be polar opposites. And it's a dirty shame.
And.such a waste. Sister is very relatable to me. It wasn't until middle age that my brother and I buried the hatchet.
Thanks for posting your poem.
Nathan
Hello! I'm assuming this is 'real,' in the sense that you sent it to your sister. That makes me happy for you both. I'm also wondering what 'lies' were used that put a wedge in your relationship. I can't tell if those lies originated from dysfunctional parents or abusive partners. No matter, not really important to the poem.
I also like that it ending on a positive. I'm a sucker for that.
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