Cancer And I Poem by Billy Loving

Cancer And I



The Chemo goes drip, drip, drip
As from consciousness I slip
Cancer slowly eating away
Growing weaker day by day
Poison coursing through my heart
Remission to begin or from this world to depart
In my weakened state
On God's decision I await
Hair long since disappeared
In the mirror, it looks so weird
Feeling to sick to eat
Swallowing a small meal, no easy feat
Some days I pray for life
Others, to be free from strife
At times asking myself why
Alone, silently I start to cry
The doctor says not long have I
Trying to drown out the clock as the time ticks by
A man once healthy and robust
Now thin and frail as I look at my hand with disgust
Protruding veins and boney fingers
The memory of my old self in my head still lingers
Another day, I'll wake to fight
Till either way, The Lord removes me from my plight

Thursday, October 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: cancer,death
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