Powerless

Not literally, figuratively. She has faded in the distance.

The length of sight is years. You know, from the time she exited our lives.

My family was...lonely. I was lonely.

I thought to myself once again, "She has faded in the distance."

"Be strong" but I just saw knives.

Please don't misread my reasoning;

I am not suicidal, believe me.

The idea of it is just so weakening.

I just wish I remember every feature about her;

Sometimes I get flashes of them in my sisters'.

But then when I look away; I feel like they been cut. Like it involved a pair of scissors.

Then I was lonely again; just as I were.