I keep telling myself:
“Be proud of yourself”
This year has been nothing but test after test
with every test it ended in pain.
In many ways I began to lose faith
everything begins to get blurry and at times I feel like I should be running.
To escape this universe would be lovely
Away and through outer space
Through the portal I went
Following you through each door
I came across worlds unknown
I couldn’t stop running
For I needed to see
where you were going-without me
Your stride gradually started slowing
You turned to look at me
With tears in My eyes, I begged for you to talk to me
Words were forming but you turned from me
I tried reaching out for you
But you ignored me
“Mommy don’t leave me” I began to cry slowly
You turned to me and simply just said:
“One in every eight women died of this everyday”
“Breast cancer is a beast that makes you lose faith”
“You must not chase after me, ever again”
“For you have been chasing a ghost I am afraid”
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