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.