{"id":3151,"date":"2025-03-31T12:54:46","date_gmt":"2025-03-31T12:54:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/?p=3151"},"modified":"2025-03-31T14:45:57","modified_gmt":"2025-03-31T14:45:57","slug":"i-still-miss-you-sister-by-walking-shadow-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/i-still-miss-you-sister-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"They Said Time Heals, But This Is What Really Helped by walking shadow poetry."},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>I wake up, but something feels off,<br>Like a song without lyrics, a road lost in fog.<br>The world still spins, the sun still shines,<br>Yet deep in my heart, there&#8217;s a crack in time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You were more than blood, more than a name,<br>A sister, a friend, nothing feels the same.<br>I reach for my phone, then stop midway,<br>Because no matter how much I dial, you\u2019ve gone away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I still hear your laughter in the whispering trees,<br>I still see your face in my midnight dreams.<br>I still talk to you, though you don\u2019t reply,<br>And sometimes, I sit alone and ask God why.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Why did He take you when we had plans?<br>Why did He leave me with empty hands?<br>We were supposed to grow old, side by side,<br>Not one left behind, with tears to hide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I remember our late-night talks, our silly fights,<br>The way we\u2019d laugh until we lost sight.<br>You were my first friend, my safe space,<br>Now all that remains is an empty place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I keep thinking I\u2019ll turn a corner and see you there,<br>Braiding your hair, humming without a care.<br>I keep hoping it\u2019s just a dream,<br>That I\u2019ll wake up and hear you scream,<br><em>&#8220;Wake up, sleepyhead, it\u2019s a brand-new day!&#8221;<\/em><br>But reality is cruel; it won\u2019t go away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Some days, I smile, pretending I\u2019m fine,<br>Other days, grief wraps around my spine.<br>People say, <em>&#8220;Time will heal,&#8221;<\/em> but they don\u2019t see,<br>That time only deepens the void inside me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>They say I should move on, let go, be strong,<br>But how do you move on when half of you is gone?<br>How do you fill a space so wide,<br>When the one who filled it is missing inside?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But if love could build a bridge to the sky,<br>I\u2019d run to you, never saying goodbye.<br>Until that day, I\u2019ll hold you near,<br>In my heart, forever here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I miss you, sister, more than words can say,<br>And I\u2019ll love you beyond my dying day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/share\/v\/168Sa3FLha\">https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/share\/v\/168Sa3FLha<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/keep-your-enemies-closer-by-walking-shadow-poetry-kenya\/\">KEEP YOUR ENEMIES CLOSER BY WALKING SHADOW POETRY<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe title=\"STOP BLAMING YOURSELF by @WalkingShadowPoetryKenya\" width=\"500\" height=\"281\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/DUmS0-qD7uU?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I wake up, but something feels off,Like a song without lyrics, a road lost in fog.The world still spins, the sun still shines,Yet deep in my heart, there&#8217;s a crack in time. 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