Blood-Red Blooming Heart

Sunshine’s blossom turns to grief,
Her hazel eyes brimming with tears.
Hiding behind a mirror to protect herself,
from the rest of the lies and horrors of the world.
Her heart has been touched by an angel’s light
but has been ripped to shreds to many times,
soit is nothing more than a broken soul.
Her natural beauty is strong, defiant, immortal,
and those who are lucky enough get to see,
that troubled teared up heart that still continues to beat.
Through every day
she puts on a strong face and goes against the world
Through every night
she struggles with the demons who have forever cursed her life
With every dream
she believes that she can change her life for the best
With every thought
she creates a new idea and gives it glorious wings
I have watched my sister grow through all the years and tears
She is mature, beautiful, and smart
Her personality sparkles like the sun
and she is like no other.
I sit here today and wonder
if sunshine’s blossom has turned to grief
and her petal shave changed their surface,
why does she blossom from the inside and wilt on the outside?
Still just a thought,I fold it away to the back of my brain
and slowly pick up her pieces.
One by one,with all my love in each part
I slowly place each piece of my sister’s Blood-red Blooming heart back together.