I can't question how my mum will feel
my dad, my sister,
my brother, my nan

when I go home and tell them the news
that the once gone cancer
is truly back

I can't get out, that look on my mums face
when I tell her it's back
another cancer has been tracked

but why me?
Why terminal?
What's the point of being alive?

I'm only 25,
why I should be here
how long will I survive?

Cancer

a thousand words
can be presented for this hell

a thousand words
when written cant be spelt

a hatred motive
a unwanted key
*
cancer is more than deadly
it's a disease

w0t3va mum
idc
lyk srsly
g3t 0utta my hair

i h8 it
whn u d0 dat
u tke ma fone
fgs mum

u knw w0t
im gunna tweet bout u
u str355 m3 0ut
mum u knw w0t
*
F U.

Only happiness is there
If the tears are open