Lay my head down, I close my eyes
And wish away the pain
Hoping that this whole ordeal
Will never be in vain
With arm outstretched, needle pricks
Inject me if you will
Let your poisons roam my body
Until I've had my fill
Sick to the stomach, nausea waits
To visit me again
The only familiar sight right now
Is a bowl made of porcelain
So tired now, but sleep won't come
Insomnia sets in
You ask me how I'm feeling
Where exactly to begin?
I won't let you see the suffering
For there is nothing you can do
So I'll disguise the anguish and the pain
And hope that faith will help me through
Ugh Cancer is an awful thing
You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author:  47337 ( Click here )
Spring is coming |
