Twinkles of light and rays of hope,
They pull me up, while devils cut my rope.
No summer sky to enjoy the winter of grace
For I’ve dropped out of this endless race.
My cure is nothing but the lie of a god,
Mercilessly plucking out my feathers, while all I can do is nod.
I resent my hope and scream out my pain,
But the skies are closed, forecasting an endless rain.
My blood turns black with each passing moment,
While my soul begs for an unknown sin’s atonement.
What have I done to deserve this curse,
While others kill and steal without a shred of remorse?
Oh God, who watches over all that’s good and bad,
What have I done for You to wish me to be so sad?
All seems lost in this world without light
No hope or dreams to bring me delight…
And yet my hand is held and kept warm,
A smile to offer me through the acts they perform.
They stand by my side as angels disguised,
Offering love in this darkened world in which I hide.
They pull me up with hopes and dreams I can achieve,
They offer support even if from my heart, only hate they receive…
In the end, they overwhelm this darkened world.
So an honest smile and an apology, I offer to the Lord.
His angels have saved me from the pain I thought eternal,
The smiles of friends and family, all angels, have made me immortal…
[Cancer], a poem by DragomirCM