It's been a rough couple years
Not everyone will care
But it's been filled with tears
And all I ask is that you simply look here
Motivation has become strained
When everything you know has to change
But I have sadly got myself trained
To not let anyone know I'm going insane
These years have gone so fast
Yet something just doesn't feel the same
I'm still going to kick cancers ass
At the end it will know my name
But others don't get to be so lucky
As I watch it consume someone near
I think to myself... it has no mercy
Please be kind to those you hold dear
For me I may not be that lucky
But I did get to see one thing
My mother being so happy
As my step-father slid on that ring
I may be winning my fight
But not everyone has that chance
We hope to get many more Christmas nights
But for now, I'll enjoy their first dance
I watch with a smile
Together finally after 20 years, as husband and wife
YOU ARE READING
Fight
PoetryI'm not good at poems, never have been, but they tend to help get some emotions out. And these are just some emotions I've felt since I was diagnosed with cancer in July of 2020 until my step-father got the news of stage 4 cancer.
