MISS K-MAREE

I feel this distance and its breaking me, where did you go, and why did you leave?

My heart is aching; the shard that holds you close is cracking into smaller pieces.

Where are you, the person you were, is she still in there?

Have you hidden away, blood of mine?

Where are you, won't you come out and play?

Are you buried so deep you fear the light, are you scared of the truth?

Why did you leave?

Little sister of mine.