These thoughts pour through my mind,
Like the sands through my hourglass.
The one I got for Christmas at his grandmothers' house,
On a day over nine months in the past.
I feel despair and isolation.
I feel salt burn my face.
I think of good times gone by.
I dream of happiness in a different place.
I feel my sister crying out to me,
In a way that only she knows how.
I once was her protector, her assurance of hope.
I'm afraid I can't be that now.
The tears keep stinging my face,
Some for her and some for him.
The two people that I cannot live without,
But now it feels I'm losing both of them.
I don't know how to get through the pain
That greets me every day.
I'm slowly dying inside.
I'm afraid I'm drifting away.
And no one knows, because I put on a smile.
I don't let anyone see my tears.
But I spend too many hours alone,
Surrounded by all of my fears.
I stood so tall in the glory of their love.
Now his is gone, and she's so far away.
They were my love, my family, my home,
The happiness for which I would always pray.
I can't be complete without the two of them,
He was my love and she was my heart.
And you can't grow without your love
And you can't live when you're ripped apart.
I end this with a solemn plea
To an infathomable God above:
Please bring my family back to me.
Please return the ones I love.