My sister

Her smile was full of hope
as she lay there helpless and weak
i wanted to hold her
tell her ever thing was going to be alright

when death called in her life
i walked away
i couldn't even look her in the eyes
even when i knew it would be are last goodbye

when i got home
my heart was empty
i knew she was gone
but it still hurt
only if i had said goodbye then maybe
i would not have a knife in my heart

from this day forward
i still call my self a *****
for not saying goodbye
knowing the last time I saw her she'd be six feet under