Dear Sister;

Not exactly a poem, sorry! Just something that I would LOVE to say to my sister, but am too afraid to.

Dear Sister~

I have written this note,

To tell you what I've always

Wanted to say, but never had 

The strength, courage or bravado to.

Here I am, living the last days of my life,

To write this note to you, explaining

All the reasons why, I have decided to take

This way out of my life.

Remember the day you told me that suicide

Was a stupid option, and that if you could,

You'd ban suicide across the world?

Guess what? I was suicidal, and I am not stupid.

People all across the world are too far gone,

To be saved, we are called suicidals for a reason.

And remember the day when you told me,

That bullying was not bullying, but just how you take it?

That victims of bullying are only being victims

Because they could not handle the words properly?
Guess what? You are wrong, again. And in case you

Never realised, I was a victim of bullying as well.

Once you are a victim, there is no going back.

The words will haunt you for the rest of your life,

And I don't want that to happen to me. So I have decided

To end my life this early on, so I don't have any more pain.

I am already in so much pain, that I almost can't handle it anymore.

And remember the day when you said anorexics are stupid, brainless

People? And that I would never be anorexic? Guess what, again, I played

The game too well for you to notice. I was an anorexic. And I was bulimic.

I hid them all so well, too well, that nobody could see through my games.

You were too involved in studying, that you never had any time left for me,

Did you? Don't worry, there's no need to feel guilty now, just because I'm gone.

I was too far gone, even before you came and ruined my life even more.

Nobody could save me, and if you were going to try, I'd be leaving just that much

Quicker. Because the truth is, dear sister, instead of making people feel better

About themselves, and about their life, you make it worse, ruining people's days,

As you unknowingly, used words that hurt the victims already hurt.

So goodbye, dear sister, you now have the family to yourself. There is now no need

For you to share your thoughts with me, or your property, with me, no need to smell

The air that I have breathed in and out for the past years. Now you can be yourself,

And be rebellious, like I know you have always wanted to. No need to be afraid, 

I'll be looking at you like a younger victim of bullying, anorexia, bulimia, depression and 

Self-harming younger sister would look at their older sister who ruined their life would.

With contempt, hate, malice and evil. Yet I will do you no harm, because I am not as bad

As you thought I was, or wanted me to be. The tables have turned.