Letters
There is beauty in tragedy.
I walked in the sunlight today, thinking about what, if anything, I could do to help you. You lay there so peacefully, so calm, that it inspires me to be calm, but the raging emotions inside of me cannot be quelled so easily.
All I want is blood, now. I want to tear out the throat of everyone who permits an inkling of doubt at your chances for survival to cross their minds.
I want to feel the heat rush through me as I hurt people as you are hurt.
Prognosis is a word they use to cleverly disguise their fears. Diagnosis is the term they use to stoke my anger.
Tubes and wires and needles protrude and intrude your body as they stab my soul, gazing upon you with an acute sense of terror as scenarios of me living without you flash into my head and are just as quickly destroyed by my denial reflex.
Cancer, they said.
Almost always fatal, they said.
Make plans, they said.
I have no plans.
I only have you, and you seem so far away.
No matter what they do to you... No matter how many treatments you undergo and how your body will change, your strength is what guides me, what inspires me, what leashes me.
Your radiance is the only thing that tethers me to this world.
I can't lose you. Don't leave me.
I walked in the sunlight today, thinking about what, if anything, I could do to help you. You lay there so peacefully, so calm, that it inspires me to be calm, but the raging emotions inside of me cannot be quelled so easily.
All I want is blood, now. I want to tear out the throat of everyone who permits an inkling of doubt at your chances for survival to cross their minds.
I want to feel the heat rush through me as I hurt people as you are hurt.
Prognosis is a word they use to cleverly disguise their fears. Diagnosis is the term they use to stoke my anger.
Tubes and wires and needles protrude and intrude your body as they stab my soul, gazing upon you with an acute sense of terror as scenarios of me living without you flash into my head and are just as quickly destroyed by my denial reflex.
Cancer, they said.
Almost always fatal, they said.
Make plans, they said.
I have no plans.
I only have you, and you seem so far away.
No matter what they do to you... No matter how many treatments you undergo and how your body will change, your strength is what guides me, what inspires me, what leashes me.
Your radiance is the only thing that tethers me to this world.
I can't lose you. Don't leave me.