When did it visit me?
I really don't know when.
It came out of nowhere,
I feel that it's a sin.

Naked in the shower,
washing up clean.
I felt this little lump,
scared and unforeseen.

Feeling all alone,
I looked up to the sky.
Fingers locked together,
I asked the Lord, "Why?"

Now, I lay in silence,
while the tumor grows inside.
Putting up these walls,
all I do is cry.

Months have gone by,
with the chemo and the draws.
The sickness took my *******,
now that's the final straw.

It's been six months now,
I struggled for my life.
I beat the **** cancer.
I AM HAPPY, I WILL SURVIVE!!

Love is like a fire.
When it starts, it starts with a spark,
Then the friction builds up into passionate heat.
It's released with flames,
until it reaches up and warms the heart.
If not given careful care and affection,
It disappears into ashes.
But if tended to correctly,
It slows to an ember that burns forever.