#cancersucks
If I asked for your help, could you?
Would you lend me a hand
Understand
Could you Be the better man
Would you help me when I’m struggling?
Jun 6, 2025
Jun 6, 2025 at 11:51 AM UTC
Dear cancer, I am far from amused by your sorry excuse for invading me,
my body
YOU DO NOT HAVE MY PERMISSION
I don’t like the abuse
Being used
Just some poor excuse
Your pity thrown on me like some kind of cheap blanket or soiled suit
Then discarded and forgotten
I’m left feeling kind of rotten and alone like an orphan with out a home his parents disowned
This is how cancer feels
Like a horrible, no good very bad day that you don’t know how you’re ever going to make it go away
So I will sit and I will pray, sit and I will pray, sit and I will pray
Hoping to God, he is hearing what I have to say
He will take it all away
Then maybe I can live to see another day
Wish upon another star
If you haven’t figured it out yet
CANCER *****
So do the scars
I do not like it
I hate it
With a passion
Cancer does not have my permission to be inside of my body
Eating away at My organs or tearing down my soul
I will not give in to cancer
Cancer will never have control
CANCER *****
It really does
Apr 26, 2025
Apr 26, 2025 at 11:32 PM UTC
If I have just one more day
I will fight forever
Give up nothing
Till the end of my days come
I will not be afraid
I will never turn my back and run
This is the path chosen for me
I may break but I will never be done
Courageous
I will have all the faith where there used to be none
I will fight for me
Be strong
This cancer cannot bind me
Cannot beat me down
It’s shadow will not dim my light………..Until I’m 6 feet in the ground
With every single heartbeat……….
I will rise up and defy all odds
I will fight until forever
If I have just one more day
CANCER *****
Please make it go away
Apr 25, 2025
Apr 25, 2025 at 11:19 PM UTC
Sharing a lost freedom
you gave us a fleeting,
distanced touch of colleagues,
friends, your girls
free laughs flowed in honour
til you passed us for the last time
in this grey world
and we choked a little
but even then, the technicolour
of next time rained,
irrepressible as red laughter
and leopard print
Feb 19, 2021
Feb 19, 2021 at 9:17 AM UTC
The last three Valentine’s Day, I’ve been haunted by a beautiful figure.
An angel to the world we live in and the one we don’t.
The kindest soul to ever truly deserve a Valentine’s.
My baby girl.
My Lydia.
Breathtaking smile, long beautiful black hair, the curious thoughts she had.
My Lydia.
To pure to be taken, but was.
A whole 5’0 tall woman so enthused by the world.
A soul we miss dearly.
Every year we celebrate your life that you had with us.
Mine will always be our junior prom.
Truth is, I saw you every day neighbor.
I wish I could’ve saw you one last time..
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 1:22 PM UTC
I hate the way you left me here
All alone, no one left
No one here to care enough
To ask if I'm ok.
My family said I was grieving wrong
Too much
Too strong
I'm sorry,
my heart
Hurts
It hurts
IT HURTS!
It hurts...
I'm so empty
And jealous of the fact
That you could leave
The depression
And turmoil
Behind you
I dont understand
Where your soul has gone
Or why the best ones leave so soon
I wasnt ready
To be left alone
Without you
I still hope
That you'll answer my texts
Just one more time
One more phone call
One more "I love you"
I'm begging
Why doesnt anyone help me
Please help me understand
What to do
Who to be
Without my dad
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 3:02 PM UTC
For we haven't a clue
when out of the blue
our lives will be helpless
to the real world's address.
~
Each day that we live
we have to just give
life its due process
we must just confess.
~
In the morning he was ill
such a wild complaining pill
when the sun began to set,
well then we became upset.
~
Throughout our lives we care
about things others wouldn't dare
yet when the truth is told
nothing remains anything bold.
~
We will be strong today
our courage will not sway
The human condition speaks loud,
no indecision can be allowed.
~
Cancer ***** it certainly does
when it is why, because
we will all go forward
with no illusion toward.
~
Love life together and free
believe in always you and me.
we are given constant chance
to live a life of elegance.
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 12:11 AM UTC
I walk up the stairs so slow and afraid
This is not the place I used to know
Not the way I remember
I expect to see your smiling face
waiting for me to take your hand
and bring you to that place
You tried to tell me that your work here was done
I smiled at you and told you how silly you were to think the cancer won
You were so strong
so nonchalant
I hope you know you'll always have a special place in my heart
When I got that call that day, I swear my heart stopped
your daughter loves you more than life itself
I only wish I could've helped
Taken her pain away
All I can do is be there for her
Life is short, we say this all the time
make sure you love yours before you run out of time.
R.I.P. Victor Ponte
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 11:26 PM UTC
so you're dying.
I don't want to believe it,
even though,
I see it.
I see it in the agony of your smile
and how much it hurts you to do so.
I see it in your shortness of breath,
with the weakening of your step;
but the strength has not left.
That blasted leukemia,
why not somebody else?
Someone who doesn't give a ****
about their health.
It's unfair.
Seeing you there.
Chemo after chemo
one transfusion after the next,
your body is giving up,
the ability to heal has dissipated,
although your spirit has illuminated,
****** you gave it your best!
Don't ever stop breathing,
please just take a breath.
Don't ever stop breathing.
Don't.
Ever.
Stop.
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:13 AM UTC
I miss the pain of your beard as you rubbed against my face.
I miss your red skin.
I miss the smell of your neck.
I miss your stinky feet.
I miss your thick hair.
I miss your eyes.
I miss your raspy voice.
I didn't think I would miss you this much.
I miss you saying, "good-morning sunshine!" as I woke.
I miss your smile and crooked teeth that accompanied it.
I miss every. little. thing.
Why did you leave?
I want you back.
I want to tell you everything.
I am older and I want to ask you questions I didn't think to ask before.
Your death makes me feel like I wasn't good enough for you.
I want to hug you.
Let's go crazy one more time.
Please.
Months before you died I bought a pair of socks, they said "daddy's girl"
I wanted you to see them.
I thought you would.
You played wolf… I didn't think you were going to die this time.
I miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you.
Why did this happen?
Please come back daddy.
I really miss you.
I love you.
please.
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 3:12 AM UTC