seems like ive been waiting the longest, waiting so **** patiently for God to give me a miracle, a blessing. Instead my whole world is falling down and i cant save it. im not sure i wanna write poetry rn im struggling to be alive and i have no motivation. sorry , im not sure when ill come back.

Cancer is and extremely expensive, ******, debilitating disease that slowly destroys not only your body but your relationships, mental stability, and your  finances too. Since I’ve been diagnosed with cancer on April 10, 2025 I have already had to miss an average of three days of work a week and at this point I’m starting to really struggle financially. I do have insurance, but it’s still $400 every time I walk into the hospital  for checkups or chemo. Any help you could give would be greatly appreciated and if you can’t, God bless you and thank you for taking the time to read this . Please copy and paste this Go Fund Me link
And your Internet,  browser or search Gracie Stoops, Missouri Valley, Iowa at gofundme.com, thanks again!

https://www.gofundme.com/f/aid-for-my-dads-cancer-battle/cl/s?lang=en_US&ts=1749225111&utm_campaign=fp_sharesheet&utm_medium=customer&utm_source=copy_link&attribution_id=sl%3Aaed289ea-dfcd-498f-8470-53bab9124cca

I don’t know how much of this everyday i can take.

So sick of seeing the homepage full of crap poetry.