CNCER & Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 23, 2016

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Sometimes, I feel like giving up, the pain is just way too much, I can't sleep, I can't eat, all I do is throw up after all the pain is what is killing me. Slowly eating me away. 
I wish the can we would just go away. 

I'm dying, I'm slowly fading, oh someone help me, I wanna grow old but I guess my life is just too busy rotting,  ohhh

The surgery is far more expensive, I can't keep going on like this, it's a lump in my gut, I can't get it out. I need money for the surgery but the cost is way more then enough that I make in a year. 
Ohhh

Charity, for those desperately in need, I rather die in the table I rather help a kid in need. 5 years I'll be thirty, but I have grown old now and it doesn't bother me. 

The common cause for this nonsense is drinking and smoking, if I could turn back time I would but the damage is now critical oh no

Why at 22 I have nothing to lose, I'm only a baby, and I'm dying before I even get a lover. And a baby, if I died right now the only cares will be from my family. CNcer and me 
Is my worst enemy

Why me, I've done all the good things, but I guess it wasn't enough because look at me. Just look at me

I'm weak, skin is fading, the cancer is spreading, and with my budget no hope of saving, I guess the only saviour now is the lottery of I just start praying 


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