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My Cancer

"Help me," I cry

 

*My monster is watching.

No one hears your screams, you know. Except for me.*

 

**I beg for mercy, but he tightens his grasp.

Every part of me wants to fight back.

But with every swing I take, I'm wasting away.**

 

*How strong are you now?

He continues to taunt.

Hold on, I dare you to.

The monster knows my pain.*

 

**With one final push I open my eyes.

It's eating me alive, I can feel it.

It's destroying me from inside.

By now I'm gasping for air,

But I keep getting pulled back under.**

 

*This time, the monster laughs.

He knows I'm through.

His fist is wrapped around my body,

Ready to crush me.

My journey was made long and torturous.

For cruel entertainment.*

 

**I start to give up.

The darkness is sliding back over me.

It won't take much to shatter what I have left.

I'm already broken.

I relax, ready to welcome death and the comfort it brings.

One last breath I take, and my life becomes

A flat line.**

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Written by
holly-anderson
Published
Nov 26, 2011
Lines·Words
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Notes

This is actually written about a relapse, but I tried to make it kind of like a struggle, or a fight between two sides.

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