Sister, come closer....
Ignore, for a moment, the tears that are shining, like a rainbow reflected in puddles, in my eyes. I have something to say; a secret so haunting that it must be regarded with the deepest of awe, - but acknowledgment of truth. For, without truth in our secrets, we are but cowards who cannot admit to one own's soul the honesty which lies within...
Come closer still...
To speak these words aloud, I must whisper. Whisper as soft as a gentle Fall breeze which wafts this way and that through a meadow of pretty poppies. They would dance prettily in such a light wind, willingly prostrating their beauty to the world. But, not for me - for my words, the poppies would bow, and wilt, their stems threatening to tear beneath such a heavy burden - and, as dark clouds begin to shadow their alluring attractiveness, one by one, they would die....
A little closer, there, that's it...
My secret, to be shared only between you and I, is this ....
I wish with all my heart and soul that it were me on whom this cancer was bestowed. For you are light and laughter, gentle and feminine, young and ambitious, while I - I am little more than the strangers on the street who gaze at your beauty with envy on their faces, and - admire with jealousy, the magical way in which you dance through life, forever smiling. By whose hand was your angelic face dealt such a heavy blow, and why - would it pass by one unknown, to hit like a lightening bolt, only the bringer of Peace and Joy to our life.
I have spoken, and now you know.... But what good comes of telling a secret? ... None, whatsoever.
Love, your sister.
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PROMPTS; ell me secret that you have not told anyone . secret thats killing you inside and your dying to share it with someone even if its just with stranger .. sometimes its easy telling stranger something you have done or keeping from everyone...
I feel that it should have been ME that was diagnosed with cancer, for she is, as I said, light and laughter, beauty & ambition, and, even with this illness, will become far more than I could ever be. It is unfair, so so so damn UNFAIR that she should have to bear this burden. If only I could take her place...
A contest entry
- I Would Give It All For You by Morrigan Trinity.
550 points, ended November 16, 13 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Wow. This is beautiful. It really captured my attention from the beginning. You're right, it always feels unfair to those of us who do not suffer. I always felt that way after Chris died. He loved life and had such an appreciation for being here. I on the other hand just tried my best to get through each day without really caring what happened. It seems the worst things happen to those who do not deserve it. Thanks much for entering. Best of luck.
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Morrigan Trinity,
you summed it all up with "it always feels unfair to those of us who do not suffer." <-- it's so much harder to stand on the sidelines and watch, and even more difficult to carry on after those we love die; at least they are at rest whilst we have to continue living each day with so much pain and tears and - it's hard.
i'm sorry for your loss 
and hope that things are getting marginally better day by day!
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wow this letter is very deep iam so sorry you feeling this way i wish i could say something to make your pain go away .. thank you for entering this it must have been not easy, your amazing sister
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the charmed one,
surprisingly, while writing this, i found it almost healing - like a confession, but reading back over it now, always hits me like a bolt of lightening and it's not pleasant. for my parents though, it's worse, because they too wish they could take her place - and to have to watch their daughter suffering like this, has broken theirh hearts, quite literally... cancer is such a horrible condition.
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