Fighting

He sat alone in the shadows of his doubt,
Lost in his thoughts the only thing on his mind...
Was her
Her and her lovely flowing brown hair
With her dark eyes that burned into his soul
And he knew well that burn
He felt it as a child
His only friend looked at him like that...
His young female friend
Who was now dead from an illness
He is a survivor of that illness
He's been fighting for years since her death
Fighting to find a cure
He isn't cured, just surviving
He's body still holds the illness
There isn't a cure but he hopes with all he can
That on day his love may be able to rest peacefully
Knowing there is a cure
This illness has killed many
And many more are fighting it
Surviving with it
I know not this man who fights
I just know he does
I wish I knew him
But many of you may know someone like him
Who is fighting for someone special or fighting for himself
In the end we all want to do something about this illness
That has taken so many lives
We all want to fight for something or someone
But all we can do is hope, pray and wish
With this one day we will have a cure
One day we will find something else to fight for