My sister's going through a really rough time lately. I wrote this for her.

Little Girl Lost

The walls surrounding, closing in,
cutting off light, muting each sound.
Little girl lost in the darkness,
who is searching for you now?
How can I help you, my darling,
my poor misguided innocent?
Why are you so tormented,
so broken by the scars you bear?
How long do we have?
How much time before I lose you,
before you give in to your mind,
your pain,
desperation - the final seduction.
Each day that passes,
a little more of you slips away,
vanishing before my eyes,
pouring like water through my fingers.
Each second, you're moving further away,
and I don't know how to follow.
Don't leave me, wrteched, impotent,
screaming at the howling winds,
against a world that so beat you down,
you had no chioce but to give in.
Don't leave me.
You know I'll never leave you.

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But I know the difference between myself and my reflection.
I just can't help but to wonder which of us do you love?