We had our secrets.
You and I.
We shared a bond
that could never part.
That’s why,
Now that you have passed on,
I must tell your story….

Once upon a time…
My sister had a lover,
That was hidden in the woods.
I was banned from meeting him,
But she would speak of him so.
She would run to him,
Through the enchanted forest.
Like a mystical dream….
In a slow motioned world.

They would sit beside the lake,
Listening to the sounds of the waterfall.
As it’s liquid soul plummets to it’s core
To end in a beautiful demise.

Her mind was planted deep in the woods.
In her fairytale life,
She wished for no other.
Depended on him far too much.
Only the Big bad wolf had a secret too…

He lured girls,
In the row of trees
Disguised he’s heart,
With purity….
Honesty…
He enthralled upon love,
To feed he’s thirst.
She never saw it coming.

Our mother never knew…
Our father was too busy to notice…
That their daughter was a victim,
In a legend of truth.

I was jealous of my sister.
So I have taken her place.

You see I have a secret….
I was the mistress of the wolf,
Before I killed him too.
I couldn't bare,
this any longer...

Now I’m you.
An innocent little girl.
In the lonely woods.
Only now I'm wearing
the blood splattered coat,
Of a sister that I once knew.

~Empath~

Empath In flames

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