Tulips

so the time has come,

spring turning into summer

the crystal rivers dry upon the heat of the weather

and so it is

the end of an era, a goodbye to the sisterhood

a laugh to the scandals and mishaps

a cheers to the smiles and successes

a hug for the pain and lost potential 

there they are

bright, motherly, goofy with the touch of a sister far from home

days when i begged the lord for a friend group and now i know

i ponder over the sisters that held me when the earth swallowed me inwards

when the people of society took advantage of my heart and threw it across the tennis courts

black on black on blue 

i remember the nights i wept on their beds about being harsh on myself

how my mind would hold me hostage and i would suffer and yank my hair to pull the insanity out beyond

they were there to protect me from the demons i could never look into the eyes of

the judgement of the world breaking my character down 

i would be too ashamed to embrace my personality to the public

so when the bells of congrats ring and chime into the echoes of los angeles,

think of me as your little sister who looked up to you like the night stars that gleamed bright into my droopy eyes

i would look up to you for a sister in a friend, a friend in a sister

and i would think to myself at midnight, what will i do when i no longer have a protective sister next year? 

sisterhood leaving its footprints in the snow 

please come back

you are all i have now

they were my blood, my love, 

yet the phrase goes

all good things must come to an end

and i guess our sisterhood 

was at its own funeral.

you are forever my tulip.