Fight song

A/N:For Dimitri... I've learnt that your death wasn't true... here a better version of the "fight song"
Get well soon, my friend...
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Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion

And all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?
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In my whole career I’ve have seen a lot of children that they were suffering from different kinds of cancer… they were fighting to hold on life, even though there was a small possibility to make it. They are like small boats on the never-ending ocean trying to find earth across them – the only hope – having the waves to put them into motion…

Why I am saying these words…

Because sometimes a single word can make a heart open… and I know that because the simplest words had opened mine… a small “match” was able to make an explosion in my heart. That “match” was a fifteen-year-old boy, who had advanced cancer, but he seemed to trying to enjoy his limited life.
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It was my first day to the hospital as a nurse; the doctor was explaining how to take this poor kid. When I reached the door of the room 375 – the child’s room- the doctor left me alone, because he had an appointment, if I could recall right…

I was ready to open the door, when it was opened by inside. I backed a step away and I saw a couple getting out of the room. They looked at me. They were probably the kid’s parents. I greeted them and they greeted me back. Then, his mother told me that:

“Please, make my son not your patient, but your best friend.”

And then they walked away.  
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I wish I could say you that you were my best friend, but now you’re away…
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This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me
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I entered the room and I saw a bald, skinny boy with white pajamas, on the bed with the serum connected with a long tube in the middle of his arm. He was holding something on his hands… a pencil and a sketching book.

I came closer to him to see what he was drawing, without noticing me. But he noticed me when I reached beside him. I take a peek of his drawings… they were incredible! The kid was very talented; I couldn’t believe he could draw superheroes so realistic…

“Don’t worry about the serum… I have a heavier treatment in an hour…”, he told me with confidence.

I snapped out of my thoughts when he said that.
“Uh… oh… it’s not about that kiddo. It was just your sketches. They are fabulous!”, I exclaimed.

“These? It’s nothing special… just simple drawings…”, he said and glanced at them.

“C’mon! You’re talented, kid. I can’t even draw a stick figure!”, I said while I was dragging a chair near to his bed.

The boy chuckled and then he continued his work on the block for a few minutes. Then he talked again.

“So, you’re my new nurse, right?”

“Right; whatever you want just ask me and I’ll do it.”, I said with a sweet smile in my lips.

“You sound like the super heroes in TV.”

“Do I?”, I asked.

“Yes, I love super heroes since I was five… I’d had everything from comics to DVD’s related with them. My dream was to become one of them someday… a fighter… but that was when I was young. Now I want to create my own heroes with my own super-powers.”

“Good idea. So when you will come out, you will publish your own comic book with your very own super heroes!”, I said happily.

“I don’t know…”, he murmured with a sad tone.

“Why?”

“Because the doctors say that my cancer is very serious and I probably will never get out from this hospital.”

I grabbed his hand near to me and caressed it with my other. Then his eyes turned to me. I said to him.

“You will get out of this hospital. It’s my job anyway! I will do everything to feel better and recover as fast as you can. But we need fight to make it. It won’t be easy but we’ll give our best to achieve victory to this fight. OK?”

He smiled at me and his eyes filled with hope.

“You’re sure sound like the super heroes.”, he said.
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I think this was my favorite moment in my whole career… to see your eyes full hope…
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Losing friends and I'm chasing sleep
Everybody's worried about me
In too deep
Say I'm in too deep (in too deep)
And it's been two years
I miss my home
But there's a fire burning in my bones
Still believe
Yeah, I still believe

And all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?
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During your treatment your friends couldn’t visit you, because they were to the other side of the country and your only friends were your pencils, sketching books, your imagination, your parents and… I. Everyone worried about you in too deep.

Two years had passed since I’d met and there was a kind of improvement… it was better than nothing though...

You said that you missed your home, but I didn’t have the ability to send you there. That’s why I asked you how were your life you had been diagnosed with cancer. I knew it was painful to recall your lost good life, but you must fight it. For your own good.

I bought a brand new sketching set for you, so you were able to draw unstoppably and I managed to convince two of your best friends to come and see you.

And the day you saw them that day… you knew that it was your best day ever.
That day gave courage… to fight more… ‘cause you’ve still got a lot of fight left in you…
That's why I sang you...
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This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me
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 Unfortunately, the day I was praying to never come… it came... at least that was what I had thought at first...
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I was ready to start another shift to the hospital. I was bringing some comics with your favorite super heroes, but when I reached near to your room I saw your parents crying.

I ran next to them and I saw you; surrounded by doctors. I was listening to the machine making a loud and continuous beep. I couldn’t believe in my eyes! You were having a crisis. I was ready to step in and help the doctors to recover you, but they took you out of the room with a rolling bed.

You were heading to the emergency room for operation. I was running beside you the whole time… then you said me…
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A lot of fight left in me
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They said me to stay out of the operation room, because the operation was very advanced for my level.

I was concern about you my whole shift and after my shift I passed the whole night in the waiting room together with your parents…

It was 3.00 a.m. when the doctor came out saying that he fought hard and the operation was successfull, but he will be in coma for a long time... A huge thud hit my heart, the same happened to his parents.

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The bad thought had passed, but being in a coma was as painful as the first thought I'd made about your health that day.
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Months were passing fast for the normal people, but for me were slow and sorrowful... I was asking everday whether there was an improvement. A sign that you were regaining consciousness, but nothing...

Until that day...

When I finished my sift and went to your room with a guitar. This time I was going to sing you the song which always inspires you.

"You might not hear me, but I will sing this song... that was always giving you courage...", I said and started singing.
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Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion

This is my fight song (Hey!)
Take back my life song (Hey!)
Prove I'm alright song (Hey!)
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong (I'll be strong)
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me
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Then a miracle happened! You opened your eyes! I was speechless... I left the guitar strings, when you sang the last verse...
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No I've still got a lot of fight left in me