The Hope and despair In a Fighter

Where are those day I once cherished so?

Those happy days I knew won’t last

I was ecstatic and ready for that day

Seems as if they are distant and painful now

Those happy memories of my teenage years I yearn to live again with zeal

Is it just nostalgia I feel or fear for the unknown?

Still a teen but how old I feel

Bitter tears misunderstood afraid to say what I really feel

Anger to be born before a cure, alas only treatment but it’s never sure

To live again and really fly and not be afraid to die

Living my life again but stuck in time

Life to only be relived in my mind

The mind plays tricks and makes me feel

I shall prevail and triumph as long as there is will!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem describing the despair and musing when one is hit with illness and eventually hope will prevail

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