Crying; that's all that is left for her to do. To attempt ease the pain.
She has tried everything.
Shed blood,
Talked about it,
Chemo,
Ignoring it.
Suicide,
But no one understands,
Her emotions are falling apart, along with her body.
And still,
They think its a joke,
because of her past no one believes what is being said.
they just watch her slowly die.
Like nothing is wrong,
But they have got that backward.
What she sees happening to her is a change in life.
A change which she will lose the life she has been given.
She counts each day that does by,
waiting for that one last day to come.
The hardest part for her, is to leave the ones she loves.
She just wants to see him, one last time.
He turned her down in the beginning, but now.
He wishes he didn't.
Thoughts...
That is all that's going through her head.
And finally that boy comes to visit her,
But there's a change.
The bed is made.
No one is there.
She has passed away.
Gone to a better place.
But there may be hope, He finds a letter on the bed with his name on it.
The note says:
In the beginning it was hard,
but everyday I shed a tear,
each tear made me think of you, and how you weren't mine.
But the hardest part was leaving you.
Just remember, I will never get over this,
and i will cherish the moments i had,
chasing after you.
I was in that room when he read that note,
I was there to comfort him,
I was his shoulder to cry on.
Everyday, I stood next to her,
I was there when she died,
I was there when no one believed her.
I was her best friend,
i never lost hope in her.
And I was the reason she couldn't have him.
But in the end,
There was a bit of happiness,
it was just sitting around the corner,
waiting for you to find it.
This poem was written by. Angelina Marie Karamanyan.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Cancer
Posted by Angie Karamanyan at 7:46 PM
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4 comments:
This was heart-wrenching...
Angie you are so good at writing. that was hilarios i was like omg what he heck then i ran to you put your face in my hands and was like ANGIE, please tell me you dont have cancer.ha well this as mr b said this was heart wrenching really was i liked it a lot well keep writing and ill keep reading that how it normally works huh?
This is a breath-taking, tear-jerking poem. Beautiful writing, Angie. You should be a poet when you grow up. I hope you keep writing! It's good for you, and you're very talented.
Keep up the good work.
~Cassie
aaaaawwwwwww!!!!
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