Teen Ink

AmayaEcho replied...

There are no words to describe the feelings, only the hope that the pain will slowly fade away.  I know this technically isn't a writing forum, but here's a poem I wrote some time ago, a poem of hope to cancer survivors and their families and friends:
 
I am the Harvester of the Bitter Seas
Feel not my wrath
But my words of encouragement
As you try to grow
You are surrounded by angry seas
They attempt to blind you
From the gentle sunlight
They saturate your stem
They crumble your leaves
They destroy your flowers
Fear not, my sons
Be still, my daughters
The mercy of the Emperor
Anchors you to the sand
The growth of distrust
Is what truly tears you apart
You are not without eyes
But your view is hidden
Open them
And you shall see
The life of bitterness
Is strange in its simplicity
Strain to see
Past the churning waters
In a miraculous state
You grow
Harder and harder is your task
As you strain yourself
So much that some fail to notice
The strengthening stem
The growing leaf
The blossoming flower
Just when you believe in forever
You break the surface
And for the first time
You can see the sunlight
Until the time of frozen waters
You bear your fruit
Which I harvest for your King
Your flowers turn to starshine
When your time is at an end
And you are a part
Of everything
The Emperor Himself

beachychick replied...

I am so, so, SO sorry. My friend died in sixth grade and it broke my heart. She died in a car crash and so (maybe luckily) it wasn't drawn out and I didn't have to watch her die. I remember I spent a lot of time writing a speech to say at her funeral. I think that's what really helped me pull through. I spent a lot of time writing and crying and remembering. Being with my friends helped too. I spent a lot of time at another friends house just talking and crying. After a while it got to where we could laugh about the good times and the fun stuff we did. I swear, crying is the miracle therapy. Cry if you need to. Cry a lot. It helps. I'm so sorry, may she rest in peace.