This one I wrote after something happened to someone precious to me, she's like a sister even though I've never met her. Someone else (who's also very dear to me) wrote the second part.
Sororal soothePart onethe wet trails of tears on her cheeks
the saltiness on her lips
the burning in her eyes
she was crying
again
all the pain inside
all the hurt she couldn’t cope with
all the feelings that weren’t hers
she had failed
again
how much had she done already
how much more could she do
how much more could she come up with
she couldn't
not anymore
Part 2till one day her sister came
to wipe the tears away
softly whispering words of hope
she was trying
for her
she felt her sister’s pain
she prays for her every day
she carries the burden her sister can’t cope
she gave love
to her
gently stroking her hair, spoke of ancient stories
her sister came to chase away the sorrowful truth
told her that love and sacrifice was never a myth
she is always there
all for her