How far are you willing to go? To fight? To dream?
Knowing that your story might end, Right here, Right now
Knowing that you aren’t going to just nod of peacefully
Knowing that you will probably suffer
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Not knowing if you will ever make it home
Not knowing if you will get a chance to say goodbye
Not knowing if they will be the last thing you see
as you fade away, For forever
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I always thought of myself as a fighter
Not someone easily taken out
But this is something more, Something way out of my control
Something that will battle it’s way out
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Something that I can’t stop or resist, As it grows fast and strong
Consuming my body, My Hopes, My Dreams, My soul
Devouring all in it’s strong willed path
Leaving me breathless
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Killing my heart even as it pumps on
As if it doesn’t feel the evil changes that surround me
Almost as if it doesn’t notice that it is only dragging out my pain
My suffering, My loss, As I am consumed by something larger than life
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Something that slips through the shadows
Something that I can’t cure
Death by something that will consume us all
Stop our hearts, Kill our dreams, Drain our blood, Rip out our souls
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Hurt us more than life on it’s own
Kill us faster than nature intended
For any of us
What am I fighting for?
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I fight for your peace
Your safety
Your happiness
I fight for you with my life
About the Creator
Emma Kitsch
Im a wannabe writer, and my dream job is to one day be able to help people like myself who struggle with their mental health. As long as I can make it through med school...
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