A friend of mine died today of cancer that had returned from remission. He had kept quiet about his treatment since the the resurgence. He was 22 years old.
In his honor, I leave this here:
I heard the old, old men say,
“Everything alters,
and one by one we drop away.”
They had hands like claws, and their knees
were twisted like the old thorn trees
by the waters.
I heard the old, old men say,
“All that’s beautiful drifts away
like the waters.”
Sorry to hear this. Had several friends die and it sucks. Hang in there Brother. Music can help a lot.
Really sorry to hear. Stay strong!
Beautiful quote by Yeats.
I am sorry for your loss. I’ll say a prayer for him and one for you.
I don’t know you; I didn’t know your friend, but I feel for you and everyone involved. You all have my deepest condolences and prayer.
Thanks guys. I thought it would be good to leave something for him that is, at least partially, ineradicable. No one here will ever know him, but your thoughts are a wonderful tribute to a life cut far too short.
[quote]Legalsteel wrote:
A friend of mine died today of cancer that had returned from remission. He had kept quiet about his treatment since the the resurgence. He was 22 years old.
In his honor, I leave this here:
I heard the old, old men say,
“Everything alters,
and one by one we drop away.”
They had hands like claws, and their knees
were twisted like the old thorn trees
by the waters.
I heard the old, old men say,
“All that’s beautiful drifts away
like the waters.”[/quote]
I guess your being his friend didnt help him.
(couldnt help it)
nice poem, interesting. what type of cancer?
Not certain. His original brain tumour went into remission, but he was undergoing radiotherapy recently that was ineffective. I wish I knew more, but he was so private about it. If it resurged in the same place, it was the brain, but I am not an oncologist.
He is in a good place and more is well then could ever be imagined, just reflect on the sense of gratitude for the time spent with your friend for his life here, before returning back home.
Death is just the next experience, nothing real ever dies.
[quote]andrew_live wrote:
[quote]Legalsteel wrote:
A friend of mine died today of cancer that had returned from remission. He had kept quiet about his treatment since the the resurgence. He was 22 years old.
In his honor, I leave this here:
I heard the old, old men say,
“Everything alters,
and one by one we drop away.”
They had hands like claws, and their knees
were twisted like the old thorn trees
by the waters.
I heard the old, old men say,
“All that’s beautiful drifts away
like the waters.”[/quote]
I guess your being his friend didnt help him.
(couldnt help it)
nice poem, interesting. what type of cancer? [/quote]
What a dick move. Why couldn’t you help it?
Sorry for your loss.
I’m not really sure what is happening in here with andrew, but it’s shameful. OP, my sympathies. Stay strong, friend.
22 is too young to die.
Sorry for your loss, OP.
It’s tough losing a good friend. I was 42 and this guy I knew since I was 10 died of bone cancer. 32 years of hanging out, like a brother to me. I still think of him every day. I’ve lost other friends to overdoses, car accidents, suicides, heart attacks too. Very sad for the families.
Rob
[quote]andrew_live wrote:
[quote]Legalsteel wrote:
A friend of mine died today of cancer that had returned from remission. He had kept quiet about his treatment since the the resurgence. He was 22 years old.
In his honor, I leave this here:
I heard the old, old men say,
“Everything alters,
and one by one we drop away.”
They had hands like claws, and their knees
were twisted like the old thorn trees
by the waters.
I heard the old, old men say,
“All that’s beautiful drifts away
like the waters.”[/quote]
I guess your being his friend didnt help him.
(couldnt help it)
nice poem, interesting. what type of cancer? [/quote]
The kind you might get if you keep writing shit like that.
[quote]bond james bond wrote:
[quote]andrew_live wrote:
[quote]Legalsteel wrote:
A friend of mine died today of cancer that had returned from remission. He had kept quiet about his treatment since the the resurgence. He was 22 years old.
In his honor, I leave this here:
I heard the old, old men say,
“Everything alters,
and one by one we drop away.”
They had hands like claws, and their knees
were twisted like the old thorn trees
by the waters.
I heard the old, old men say,
“All that’s beautiful drifts away
like the waters.”[/quote]
I guess your being his friend didnt help him.
(couldnt help it)
nice poem, interesting. what type of cancer? [/quote]
The kind you might get if you keep writing shit like that.
[/quote]
Seriously. WTF is wrong with you, Andrew?
This took a very strange turn rather quickly…
I am sorry for your loss Steel.
I am sorry for the loss of your friend. He is at peace now.
Sorry for your loss. My best to all those affected.
Legalsteel, I can understand what you are going through. When I was 12 years old, my 15 year old cousin, whom I was very close to, died of a rare bone cancer. It was the first time I had experienced such loss, and it broke my fucking heart.
At the funeral, they read a poem which has stuck with me almost 10 years later. I hope that it can offer you the same comfort that it did for me. God bless you and your friend.
"God saw you were getting tired,
The cure was not to be
He wrapped you in His loving Arms,
And whispered “Come to Me”
You suffered much in silence,
Your spirit did not bend
You faced your pain with courage,
Until the very end
You tried so hard to stay with us
Your fight was not in vain
God took you to His loving Home
And freed you from your pain
A golden heart stopped beating,
Two working hands at rest
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST"