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The Torrent of Life
I stare at a blank piece of paper
 And I don’t know where to begin
 I don’t know which scab to rip off
 Which emotions will escape my hallow soul?
 Either way it will overwhelm our every being
 
 It all started when I was young
 She was my best friend
 They both were
 We would play harmoniously
 Like the little tikes we were
 
 As we grew older
 But were still young and new to the world
 As little tikes
 We were faced with problems
 Too advanced to understand
 
 My hardest decisions where what color to paint
 Her’s were more complex
 They distort my mind today
 They are too adult
 Nobody should ever have to make
 
 As we grew big and strong
 She grew blind and her soft baby hair back from it’s roots
 But barely an inch taller after eight
 We had to learn to walk forward
 She had to do the same
 In a dark room
 On a bright sunny day
 
 Then she tried sports
 Basketball
 Dance classes
 I was afraid of the ball
 She couldn’t see it
 
 Then one day they gave her a miracle diagnosis 
 Free from the torrent of her life
 Free from the pain
 Free to dance
 Free to be healthy
 
 
 She frolicked through life
 Like I danced through mine
 She skipped and leaped
 And I came along
 And held her hand
 
 She would hit us with her cane
 That was her guiding eyes
 We would laugh
 She would join in
 And we would wait for the bus outside my house
 
 As we grew more and more
 Sprouting like a magic beanstalk
 She stayed her small self
 Her mind grew for it
 A scholar stuck in the body of an eight-year-old
 
 At times we resented her
 We were supposed to be there for her
 We were supposed to be her best friend
 She never knew
 She  never got a hint
 We just turned a bling shoulder
 
 Then we got faced with the most horrific moment of our lives
 Middle school
 She went in like the queen of the world
 Carrying her brail machine
 Ready to face all of life’s problems
 
 She got faced with one we didn’t expect
 The torrent trust passed tenaciously
 Into her body
 Like a sneaky cat
 And came in the form of pain
 
 She was never free of it
 It was always there
 While I was out being a freak
 She was in the hospital
 And I was devastated
 
 
 
 
 She was strong
 Not strong enough
 And it overcame her one day
 One bright memorial day
 The day her spirit was risen from the earth
 The day I lost my best friend
 
 She left a sunny day
 We mourned on a rainy one
 We cried with the sky
 And we said goodbye
 That glum, glum day.
 
 When you loose a friend
 And they leave you
 Abrupt
 You have an appreciation for life
 And you want to make the most of it
 
 After her life left my arms
 And I never heard her perky voice again
 My life went to ruins
 My heart fell to pieces 
 My spirit died
 
 I staged a smile
 A laugh
 I acted the part
 So no body could help
 But that was all I needed
 
 Look at the world around
 Next time you are sad
 And say “I am ok”
 “There is someone out there worse off then me”
 Then help them out
 
 Life is short
 Sometimes too short
 Just watch for the call from god
 Listen for the ring of the old church bells
 Because you never know when it is time 
 To say goodbye.

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