Living with cancer and all that jazz

Don't let me fear, that which I can not control, Instead let the unknown become a welcoming hole That i might bury my head in and scream 'til I'm hoarse Until my voice is unable to do more than whisper Of things I desire from life's twisting course Of things I still dream, from fate's sordid sister Time! Give me time! Let me grow old and gray Let my presence mean something, to someone. Please, let me stay Sane with all of these dark thoughts that continually make me lose, My train of thought and miss all of the cues That my loved one's have sent, lending me their strength and minds so clear. On that note I say, go on, go away, go fuck yourself fear!

Submitted: June 15, 2012

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A very clear thoughtful poem. reading this I realize that it must relate to you as will as what I read in your info. don't ever give up, your gotten this far! I know life is tough sometimes, but we all have rough patches. keep writing, next thing you might have a book published...if you are interested:) Very moving poem, KMU on any of your work, would love to read it! xx

Fri, June 15th, 2012 1:44pm

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