She's My Dead Sister, But Still My Best Friend {A True Story of a Lost Sister}

I sit here in this lonely room
I live here in this dark gloom
I never thought you would leave
You were my best friend and part of my family
When you passed I watched you, not feeling anything
When you breathed your last breath I didn't cry for you
It didn't sink in at first, but later it started to make me sad, then I started to fill myself with rage
I struck myself with sad thoughts that it was my fault
"Why did you just sit there?!" I thought to myself
"YOU COULD'VE DONE MORE, YOU ASSHOLE!!" I screamed in my mind
If you were still alive, I would be so happy
If you could see all the stuff I want to show you, I would be so happy
You were much more than a sister, you were my best friend.