Cancer

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Cancer is evil and taking you away, 
It’s so easy for you to just say, 
You’re not me, not locked away, 
Freedom is all you’ve ever known, 
It’s in your blood, it’s in your bones. 

It’s growing and it’s paining me, 
And tearing me apart, 
The words you spat are drowning me, 
All I can see is dark. 
 
These hallways wear the wrong attire, 
My memories are burning in the fire, 
The fire you told of early dawn, 
In the clean white rooms of St. Laurent. 

We’ll clean the dust and cobwebs, 
We’ll empty your old shed, 
The spanners we find will fix me, 
No longer will I be dead. 

I’ll keep my hopes up high, 
You should keep yours too, 
Pick up the broken picture frame, 
The one of me and you, you threw. 

The medicine is numb now, 
My life is wearing thin,  
How long will I have to wear, 
These needles in my skin? 
                                  
When will it stop? 
Why won’t it seize? 
Where is the cure, 
For my incurable disease? 

My poisoned guts, 
And frozen insides, 
Cannot contend, 
With the demon alive. 
 
He’ll reach and kill me, 
Day by day, 
Until I lay in bed, 
Cold and stray. 

The day I die, 
Will be a hard time, 
For mum, dad, 
And others confined. 

The line fell straight, 
No more should I wait, 
It’s over now, at quarter to eight, 
I’d finally met my ending fate. 
                  
I was bait as the devils prey, 
He took me down in early May, 
It’s so easy for you to just say, 
Cancer was evil and took your child away. 
         

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