A few days have passed since I was diagnosed with lung cancer. I barely ever leave the hospital now. The only time I ever leave is for school, and I'm not even there for the full day. I am brought meals every day because I can not walk like I used to. I rarely ever eat anymore. I fail to find a reason to. The number of tubes increases everyday, and it's getting harder to read letters with these blurred eyes. The only noise I hear is the ringing in my ears, and the cold beep... beep.... beep... of the heart rate machine next to my bed. I would sit in my bed and cry myself to sleep every night but now I can't cry anymore. There's only one thing keeping my alive, and that thing is pushing me onward. I am no longer beat by my mother, and the bruises I have received are now fading. I don't have any regrets in this world but I want to know one thing... What if I survived this?
 c0existence · Thu Mar 10, 2011 @ 05:21am · 0 Comments |
