I grew from other cells; I was hatched inside the body.
I don't know how old she is but since I've been here she's been ill.
The other cells don't like me, and the humans try to cut me out.
My cell mates say were dying and it's my entire fault.
I didn't mean to cause pain,
I've only been here six months.
But they say that's all it takes.
They call me poison,
Say I'm not right,
But the brain created me,
So I feel I should fight,
Maybe if I stay hidden it will be alright.
My human shell might survive another night.
It's been a few days now,
we don't have long left,
our human girl is dying,
there's nothing we can do,
But watch the humans crying.
most of the cells are gone now,
there's only a few left,
there's more of me now,
an army against a few.
They call us cancer cells,
and once were here there's nothing you can do.
I fear tomorrow morning,
I don't think we'll be here long,
the human girl is dying,
in fact she's nearly gone.
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A Collection of poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry written on a variety of different subjects, I've posted it on here to get some feedback, so please fell free to comment. I'm a fairly new writer so I'm still learning how to edit and redraft so any creative criticism i...