Brynn

I wake up to a baby crying,
She lets out this horrible screech,
almost as if she’s dying,
i know who the baby is,
its my little baby sister named brynn,

i look around,
not a soul in sight,
except my big brother lying down at night,

i look around for my mom,
it’s not a shocker she’s not there,
knowing she’s always gone and on the run ,

as im still young myself,
i get my little sister and rock her,
not know what to do,
i race to the kitchen to fix her a bottle,

as she slowly stops crying,
i sing her Baby Bens fav rhyme,
i reassure her everything is okay,
at that moment I fall asleep wanting to die