#metastaticmelanoma
The worst kind of death
is the kind that eats away.
Year by year.
The kind of death
that saps strength
'til there's none left.
The kind of death that can't be cured; only treated.
By injecting radioactive chemicals
into her bloodstream.
The kind of death that she tells me,
"feels like I've been hit by a truck,"
every morning when she wakes up.
The kind of death that steals
her future and mine,
and causes even the hardest of heart to cry.
The kind of death that comes with a genetic mutation,
a survival rate of 10-15%,
and 4 years left to live.
The worst kind of death
is the kind of death that is killing my mom.
And eventually, will **** me.
Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 8:23 PM UTC