4.
months rolled by
the tumour was getting larger
it had rattled on to her lungs
and her legs were getting number
her heart was in shreds
her eyes were dry
she slept the pain away
and she didn’t even try
later a doctor walked in
with a coat and a very sharp chin
the girl didn’t bother saying hello
manners wasn’t a thing anymore
because life has definitely not been too kind
and the world had turned against her soul
she was waiting for that fateful day
when she would vanish whole
the doctor pulled the girl in a wheelchair
into a room that smelled so bitter
but the girl could sense a tinge of sweet
a sign that she might someday get fitter
the next minute she was laid down on a recliner
the doctor sent a quick prayer
h e a v e n w a r d s
and then a needle was jabbed
into her left arm
a flash of light
blinding her
the room was spinning and the girl was slipping
her eyes went blurry and her vision was blank
and she was certain this was that fateful day
the day she was looking forward to
when she didn’t have to live
the pain and ache anymore
but she hadn’t expected it
to come so soon
and that was when she realised
deep within she wanted to live
to the fullest
because when she disappeared
she would never be able to see
the stars and the moon and
the winter snow
ever again
and her mother
and her dolls and the ocean waves
she would miss the world
even though she didn't like it much
and she'd miss her dreams
she would have to let them go
and then the girl wanted to live
she wanted to fight her way through
because that's the thing about life
it goes on as long as you want it to
but the girl's eyes had went blurry
and her vision had gone blank
maybe it was a tad bit too
l a t e.
a/n: or maybe not. it's a cliffhanger but the message is clear, live your life to the fullest, take every chance and use every opportunity because you never know when it's all going to end. love life and life will love you right back. thank you and stay amazing! :-) xx
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Short Storymaybe you die young before you're old, nobody's gonna tell you how to live. [ completed ] # 64 - poetry # 143 - short story (c) papertissue, 2014. all rights reserved.
