Death?Again?
Why is there cancer?Why is there death?
Why is there tumors?
Why is there no more breath?
Have we been so bad
that we get punished like this?
That we can't feel anything
like happiness or bliss?
Music ringing in my ears
and promises in my head.
Knowing I lost one person to cancer,
possibly another one,keeps me lying in my bed.
Why was it her?
Why my grandfather too?
This pain is unbearable,
and What could I do?
These fears keep flowing,
the pencil lead keeps breaking.
This tear-stained paper has all my
emotions on it,and they're for the taking.
The torture and guilt
are making it harder to catch my breath.
I need to know that she's fine
and to know that graduation is before death.
Don't be cancer,anything but that.
I want to have her here.
There wouldn't be any sobbing,
and when I say "I love you"
she'll be able to hear me.
School's the last thing on my mind,
I don't even want to be there.
I might not even go,
just to hide from everyone's sympathetic glares.
This house is blanketed by depression,
everyone is sad,and results with more haste.
Nothing feels right now,
even this apple has lost it's sweet taste.
The skittles have turned bitter sweet,
the pickles bitter sweet.
Will they ever taste better,
If I knew that this is something she can beat?
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