• My breathing becomes shorter,
    as i lay on the ground and die.
    I saw you crying,
    but heard you laughing.
    You said you wouldn't hurt me,
    but then why am i not able to get up.
    You said you would shed your blood for me,
    but instead it was mine that was shed.
    My thoughts go blury,
    as minutes pass by.
    I didn't want to believe it,
    that you would really hurt me.
    Everyone thought you were kind and caring,
    but the devil in you had them fooled.
    I try to scream for help,
    but you cover my mouth so i can't.
    You wrestled with me on the ground,
    till i could move no longer.
    My short breathing that kept me living,
    now had disappeared.
    Nobody thought you to be a killer,
    till they saw me your little sister.