There you are ...... A lump A lump of the kind that strikes fear in the breast of every woman Hiding Growing inside me Like an embryonic cancer Or a cyst Or a symptom of age Whatever you are You're here ..... And I wish you weren't I go about my mindless life Left waiting to discover if I'm just Old Infected or Dying .....
(C) Pixievic
I debated as to whether to post this or not - it is not a plea for sympathy - more that I'm dealing with it on my own as in my 'real' life only 4 people know ...... It's what poetry is for right - to tell you lot the things I can't tell anyone else!!