(no subject)
When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
I'm so terrified that something terrible is going to happen to my baby brother. The thought of it brings an unbearable ache to my chest, and I find that it hurts so badly I can't breathe.
I know I don't believe in God. I hate religion.
But I believe in other things. And I just pray that this will all come to an end, and he will finally be able to live out his days without pain, embarrassment, or fear.
I don't know what the better option is. Give up the chemo, and risk the cancer coming back...or continue with the chemo, and risk the chance of losing everything that makes him who he is.
When I put it that way, it's obvious enough, I guess. I want him to be able to live his life, even if it's shortened. I want him to enjoy things.
I want him to experience life.
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
I'm so terrified that something terrible is going to happen to my baby brother. The thought of it brings an unbearable ache to my chest, and I find that it hurts so badly I can't breathe.
I know I don't believe in God. I hate religion.
But I believe in other things. And I just pray that this will all come to an end, and he will finally be able to live out his days without pain, embarrassment, or fear.
I don't know what the better option is. Give up the chemo, and risk the cancer coming back...or continue with the chemo, and risk the chance of losing everything that makes him who he is.
When I put it that way, it's obvious enough, I guess. I want him to be able to live his life, even if it's shortened. I want him to enjoy things.
I want him to experience life.