Blessed

I wish I had something hopeful to say.

I wish that I felt bright.

I wish that I could help my friends

lead meaningful and productive clean lives.

I wish that I could help myself

escape the despair my treatment brings.

I wish that I weren’t traumatized.

I miss the way I used to sing.

I love my family very much,

I have some pretty amazing friends too.

I love Saba with all my soul —

For her, I strive to get through.

I’m not giving up, though the pain,

it aches deep inside my heart.

Pain lends itself to writing —

My tears turn into art.

I’m really not much of a poet

but writing helps me nevertheless.

I know that I’m loved, I know people care,

and for that I do feel blessed.