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Will I Rise?
Most people don’t know when their life is about to change, but I did.
The date was etched into my head for a month ahead of time,
I would cross off each day on my calendar, anxiously awaiting.
The night before the day that my life would be forever changed,
I stared into the mirror at my reflection questioning my own decision.
Was I strong enough to handle the decision I had made?
My head was throbbing almost in sync with my nervous heart.
Each heartbeat came with a shortness of breath.
Eventually, I gave way to restless sleep, but tomorrow I would certainly get sleep.
I was up before the sun and on my way when the day came.
As I checked in, I watched the sun rise again into the sky from the window in my room.
The sun was always fortunate to rise again, but would I?
The moment had finally come.
I bid my goodbyes to my family who stood there teary-eyed,
Nobody wanting to say the fears that we all had kept inside.
I laid down on the cold table,
The bright lights shining overhead,
The anxious faces behind masks peering down at me.
As my eyes closed and gave in to the medication,
I hoped to be like the sun to rise again,
But would my body be strong enough to handle it?