Life Eats Life

(This poem may not be the best I have written...but it means a lot to me, because right now, the both of us are going through something we may not come out of alive...Heather...this one is dedicated to us.)
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Something eats away at me...a premonition thrives.
You and I are friends...you are my little sister...yet are we both destined to die before we can live?
I feel defeated and depleted of strength, for I cannot stand any longer...
All day I cannot think of anything else but this disease inside me...and of your broken heart.

Can time heal what defects our fate has bestowed upon us? Or must we rise above it all and face death with a deceiving smile?

For I will be eaten and decayed through this disease of cancer...unable to bear my own bloodline for generations to come...
And you...
Your life will be shortened by your skipping heart...must it be this way? Tis not fair!

Two friends...destined to be sisters. Yet both have shortened lives. What more can we do than watch time pass by with incriminating evidence that we will perish?

I no longer want to suffer the anxiety of not knowing whether or not I am sick. You will live to be old and hunched over and so will I! I want to live to see the sunrise and sunset of another time that has not yet come to pass...

No...
I cannot die yet...
And neither can you...
My friend. My sister.