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Cancer
No one prepares you for this
The sleepless nights
The holding back of tears
The shear will it takes to not break into a million pieces
No one tells you how hard it is
To see your dad in pain
Too weak to walk
Relying on you to act like everything is fine and normal and will be okay
Of all the things in my life that have brought me to the edge
This is it
This might nearly kill me
A single word that has forever haunted me since it killed my grandfather when I was seven
A scar so deep, it never fully healed
And now it has a hold of my dad
The sleepless nights
The holding back of tears
The shear will it takes to not break into a million pieces
No one tells you how hard it is
To see your dad in pain
Too weak to walk
Relying on you to act like everything is fine and normal and will be okay
Of all the things in my life that have brought me to the edge
This is it
This might nearly kill me
A single word that has forever haunted me since it killed my grandfather when I was seven
A scar so deep, it never fully healed
And now it has a hold of my dad
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