Cancer,
The thief that waits in the night,
Waiting for that perfect time to strike,
Destroying all the cells until it gets your life.
Cancer,
A cold hearted killer,
Chills bones more than the scariest thrillers,
Stripping away the body forcing women to seek fillers.
Cancer,
Why do you do it?
I beg you just to quit..
You came here once and now you revisit.
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Author:
PoeticBiscuit (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My dad was diagnosed with colon cancer today and so I wrote this to ease my emotions. Just a poem filled with my raw emotion.
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Excellent writing and I can feel the raw emotion in it.
I pray that he and your entire family stay strong throughout this journey.
I have two very close individuals that were able to ring the bells this week.
Keep fighting
Thank you for reading and even more so for the prayers. I’m glad to hear about the two you mention and I have faith that my dad will overcome this. Once again, thank you.
Ah' the 64 billion dollar question.. unfortunately, the answer is presently uncertain.. the trick is, to keep searching for it and never give up in that particular quest until there is a cure..
I understand your shock, anger and associated anxieties only too well my friend..
Neville
Indeed, a question asked many many times. If only we had the answer. Perhaps one day? Thanks for stopping by Neville, always appreciated.
Very emotive write, I hope that it can be cured.
Andy
They’ve caught it very early so that helps greatly as he is showing no other symptoms besides the mass. Thanks for stopping by.
Cancer will inspire you to write much more now that it has entered your life. I know it did for me last year.
Going off subject of poetry i must pass on to you how important it is for you, those around you and most especially your father to be positive throughout his treatments. Cancer takes many but it is not the death sentence it used to be. I underwent chemotherapy and radiotherapy last year because i was inoperable. Though the treatments were devastating and made me very ill, i survived and subsequent scans showed no trace. It has been clinically proven that a positive mindset aids recovery, if you google for it you'll find the facts.
Be strong, be positive, be survivors!
Write more, this subject needs more airing so that it comes out of the dark cupboard of fear.
You’re very right and that’s exactly what I plan to do. It was much more of a shock value to me hearing the words, but they’ve caught it early and so there’s a good chance of beating it. It’s a struggle however since I do not live in the same state as him so it does make it a tad bit harder to not be scared. I’ve seen others conquer it and I believe he can to! Thanks for stopping by dusk.
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