One Year to Live

It was just another day going for my yearly check up at the doctor. I thought that everything was going good and that I’m healthy and ready to go. The doctor took my blood and left for about 10 minuets, my mother and I were just sitting there talking. The doctor walked in with a blank face, and then he began telling us “Cherilynn, you are not going to like hearing this, we got the results from your blood test you have a high risk of getting blood clots in your brain. There will be no way of getting rid of this because of how far along these blood clots are. I am really sorry to break the news to you. You have approximately a year to live.” I began to cry, as well as think really hard at the same time. What will I do before I die? The first thing to come to my mind would be to fly to Airdrie, and see my family and be able to say bye to them all before this life of mine does come to an end. I will live my life to the fullest and go to school every day like a normal teenager, I will be happy and not show my feelings to attract attention. As much as I show that I’m happy outside, my feelings on the inside are not very happy. I do not like the feeling of knowing I could be dying in about a year. Knowing how long I have to live, I would try to make peace with everyone and love life until the day I die. As I get bedridden I will not depend on people to do everything for me and try to do most things by myself. Now it has come to the time that I can’t even try to help my self and do things by my self, I have got very selfish and wanting everyone to do everything for me. The time has come; it’s been a day to a year that the doctor has told me I have a year to live. I stay in my bed and don’t do much; I am very depressed and quiet. I do not talk to many people. Live life to the fullest because no one ever knows when the time will come.

Song? or Poem?

Woke up late today and I still feel the sting of the pain
But I brushed my teeth anyway
I got dressed through the mess and put a smile on my face
I got a little bit stronger

Riding in the car to work and I'm trying to ignore the hurt
So I turned on the radio, stupid song made me think of you
I listened to it for minute but I changed it
I'm getting a little bit stronger, just a little bit stronger

And I'm done hoping that we could work it out
I'm done with how it feels, spinning my wheels
Letting you drag my heart around
And, oh, I'm done thinking that you could ever change

I know my heart will never be the same
But I'm telling myself I'll be okay
Even on my weakest days
I get a little bit stronger

Doesn't happen overnight but you turn around
And a month's gone by and you realize you haven't cried
I'm not giving you a hour or a second or another minute longer
I'm busy getting stronger

And I'm done hoping that we can work it out
I'm done with how it feels, spinning my wheels
Letting you drag my heart around
And, oh, I'm done thinking, that you could ever change

I know my heart will never be the same
But I'm telling myself I'll be okay
Even on my weakest days, I get a little bit stronger
I get a little bit stronger

Getting along without you, baby
I'm better off without you, baby
How does it feel without me, baby?
I'm getting stronger without you, baby

And I'm done hoping we could work it out
I'm done with how it feels, spinning my wheels
Letting you drag my heart around
And, oh, I'm done thinking that you could ever change

I know my heart will never be the same
But I'm telling myself I'll be okay
Even on my weakest days
I get a little bit stronger

I get a little bit stronger
Just a little bit stronger
A little bit, a little bit, a little bit stronger
I get a little bit stronger



Have you ever realized song writers aren't just song writers? They are poets too. Every song has examples of at least a few poetic devices. The song , "A Little Bit Stronger" by Sara Evans has many poetic devices. For example it has personification, in the song it says " lettin' you drag my heart around," no one can drag your heart around. It is impossible to do and it is just a feeling you have when your getting walked over. This song would also be known as a ballad in poetry terminology. It tells you a little bit about what has happened in her life and how she has been walked over and treated badly by an ex boyfriend and she is trying to get over him. The part of the song when it says "I know my heart will never be the same," would be a hyperbole, because your heart will always be the same unless something really serious happens, a boyfriend breaking up with you will not change the way your heart is, maybe the way it feels but not an extreme change in it. Assonance is the similarity in sound between internal vowels in neighboring words, this song has an example, "I'm not giving you a hour or a second or another minute longer," the words in this sentence all sounds close to the same when they are read together. "I'm done with how it feels,spinning my wheels letting you drag my heart around," seems impossible to happen but it really does feel true when it happens to you.