It wasnt self harm

Hunny where are you?
by the window again?
sitting alone
and holding a pen

i know it hurts
but you can beat this
then you'll go on a date
and get another kiss

you're always at the window
staring into the dark
imagining happy families
and picnics at the park

i know you cant leave this room
cus of the marks on her arm
i know what you're thinking
but this wasn't self harm

all the band-aids on her arm
from when they changed the I.V.
14 and dying of cancer
sitting by the window helplessly

yearning to go outside again
and taste that fresh air
wishing that weeks of chemo
hadn't taken my blond hair

with not only cancer
i have always been depressed
Jesus wont you let me
be like everybody else

at only 14 years
just sitting here waiting to die
so i bend my knees and fold my hands
and gently begin to cry

dear Jesus can you help me
i begin to pray
I'm tired of sitting, waiting to die
can you please take me away?

every night and everyday
i sit alone at my window
well I'm sick of waiting
can i please just go?

Jesus is so faithful
and he DOES answer prayers
cus next thing i see is a bright light
and i join my Jesus who cares

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