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Visiting mother-in-law in another state Her husband, a good son, mama‘s boy The house was full with brothers and sisters Drinking playing naked twister. Mom stayed in her room, unable to get around Trying not to make a sound In fact, with all the children under foot, She felt it best to stay put Her children filed one by one into her room To wish her love. Bring cheer to holiday gloom. They decided to get her a tree Because in her room she had to be Unable to make it downstairs to the Den Hanging ornaments, remembering when Daughter-in-law fit right in Party Hardy Christmas daze Brain fog in a haze Went outside for a smoke And a quick **** An awkward Pivot and turn Snow black, ice, slip and fall Her bloodcurdling scream wake up all The inertia of events in slow motion She fell hard. She felt quick. Lickety split Straight on her face, forget appearances, Social grace Unconscious for a few minutes she came to Partygoers didn’t know what to do. She tried to stand, but passed out a second time Coming to she was not in the right frame of mine The right side of her face quickly, turn black blue The eyes socket, cheek, the chin forehead, too. She was confused didn’t know her name This was not a reindeer game 911 ambulance came quickly through the night Christmas Eve in the hospital diagnosis fight Doctors judgment call The question what came first The Brain Tumor or the fall CAT scans MRIs to no surprise A brain tumor in her head between her eyes Back home California urgent tests, CAT scan MRI takes months at best Backlogged many patients, few machines Hospital staff long hours work in their dreams Rule out, Cancer or benign The waiting game cancer or fine Cancer This is not her first bout She has her moments scream and shout Breast cancer took her right breast out Chemo decimated her body strength Is she willing to go the duration the length? She refused brain biopsy the same With chemo treatment her feelings not tame Secondary situations lymphedema remain Simple movement insane pain Too much in her head, she sits in bed Each of her friends offer advice She listens intently, but doesn’t think twice She won’t tell any of her friends For her, this maybe the means to an end When is enough enough? No more Guff Rock bottom perhaps she’s done She told me she’s no longer having fun Perhaps the last bout of Cancer won Poked and prodded? morphine Dilaudid. She needs help going to the bathroom alone Difficult moving through house open door She’s losing consciousness waking on the floor Another fall another twist A broken arm, broken wrist, She no longer pretends to try Angry no more tears to cry She’s just glad for the life she can live For finding a man with love to give Fighting the demons of hatred and fear Knowing that her time may be near Inspired Songs 1) Live like you were dying 2004 By Tim McGraw 2) Ships that don’t come in By Toby Keith late 2023 early 2024? 3)I will survive 1978 By Gloria Gayer 4) You’re Beautiful By James Blunt
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Mar 6
Mar 6, 2026 at 1:56 AM UTC
Brain tumor Cancer rumor
Visiting mother-in-law in another state Her husband, a good son, mama‘s boy The house was full with brothers and sisters Drinking playing naked twister. Mom stayed in her room, unable to get around Trying not to make a sound In fact, with all the children under foot, She felt it best to stay put Her children filed one by one into her room To wish her love. Bring cheer to holiday gloom. They decided to get her a tree Because in her room she had to be Unable to make it downstairs to the Den Hanging ornaments, remembering when Daughter-in-law fit right in Party Hardy Christmas daze Brain fog in a haze Went outside for a smoke And a quick **** An awkward Pivot and turn Snow black, ice, slip and fall Her bloodcurdling scream wake up all The inertia of events in slow motion She fell hard. She felt quick. Lickety split Straight on her face, forget appearances, Social grace Unconscious for a few minutes she came to Partygoers didn’t know what to do. She tried to stand, but passed out a second time Coming to she was not in the right frame of mine The right side of her face quickly, turn black blue The eyes socket, cheek, the chin forehead, too. She was confused didn’t know her name This was not a reindeer game 911 ambulance came quickly through the night Christmas Eve in the hospital diagnosis fight Doctors judgment call The question what came first The Brain Tumor or the fall CAT scans MRIs to no surprise A brain tumor in her head between her eyes Back home California urgent tests, CAT scan MRI takes months at best Backlogged many patients, few machines Hospital staff long hours work in their dreams Rule out, Cancer or benign The waiting game cancer or fine Cancer This is not her first bout She has her moments scream and shout Breast cancer took her right breast out Chemo decimated her body strength Is she willing to go the duration the length? She refused brain biopsy the same With chemo treatment her feelings not tame Secondary situations lymphedema remain Simple movement insane pain Too much in her head, she sits in bed Each of her friends offer advice She listens intently, but doesn’t think twice She won’t tell any of her friends For her, this maybe the means to an end When is enough enough? No more Guff Rock bottom perhaps she’s done She told me she’s no longer having fun Perhaps the last bout of Cancer won Poked and prodded? morphine Dilaudid. She needs help going to the bathroom alone Difficult moving through house open door She’s losing consciousness waking on the floor Another fall another twist A broken arm, broken wrist, She no longer pretends to try Angry no more tears to cry She’s just glad for the life she can live For finding a man with love to give Fighting the demons of hatred and fear Knowing that her time may be near Inspired Songs 1) Live like you were dying 2004 By Tim McGraw 2) Ships that don’t come in By Toby Keith late 2023 early 2024? 3)I will survive 1978 By Gloria Gayer 4) You’re Beautiful By James Blunt
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What is anger? It’s a tumor, It grows in your brain Everything makes you angry, Objects, people, animals, It turns malignant It makes you irrational, Act in the heat of the moment, It consumes you This is anger, You have to let go, Be rational Be safe.
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Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 12:17 PM UTC
Anger
It's like a parasite, the devil on your shoulder, Whispering faults, lies, deceits, Waiting to watch you fail, to watch you crumble, To see you break It’s always there in the palm of your hand, The depths of your soul, the back of your mind, When you’re shaking, there are no breaks, no reprieve When you’re crying, sweating, it’s always there Try as you might, to rid the feeling, It’s too late, too developed, like a tumor ever growing “It’s your fault” it says “Just speak” it says, “You made another mistake” it says It whispers in your mind, waits, stalks, Until the right time comes then it strikes It makes you care too much, too hyperaware, The eyes watching makes it worse The noises made, he smells, the touch, What you’ve done wrong, how they feel about you, It never leaves, it hides, goes invisible, Just until the next chance to strike
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Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 1:03 PM UTC
Anxiety
When I grew up. I thought that to be respected, I needed to be strong. As hard as nails. I believed that aggression was my friend, a friend that protected me from men. Aggression was never a friend, just a women desperate for control. Over time she became a cancer, eating away at my sanity. She brought chaos and raged storms when she was unsure of what to do. When she is calm, she draws me detailed pictures of suicide and sings me sweet songs of deceit. If only setting her free was something I was strong enough to do.
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Sep 28, 2020
Sep 28, 2020 at 7:23 AM UTC
She’ll **** Me
24 begins with its cruel rule: "No sustenance or quenching of thirst until the sad/happy day passes." Caring women with initials enter Poking, prodding, asking the same questions, While loved ones nervously watch. Close friends, friends, and strangers Phone and visit, offering their comforting words. "We love you." "We're praying for you." "Make a pact with God." "Chin up!" "Happy Birthday!" Their messages intermingle with disquieting thoughts Of hopes and dreams left unfulfilled. "Why me?" "What now?" "I knew it was too good to be true." As hunger gnaws, and expectation is postponed. A caring woman with initials enters one last time, Poking, prodding, asking the same questions, As the pushers of the bed arrive with their benign smiles. Unwanted darkness returns, As uncommon mortals work at their bizarre craft, Opening the golden bowl, Exposing its precious contents. East and West Coast loved ones, Separated by time and circumstance, Carry on their prayerful vigil. As 24 continues, Surrounded by love, Sustained by hope.
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Oct 25, 2019
Oct 25, 2019 at 11:41 AM UTC
24
Cage affixed to my head Needle stuck in my vein You must not move an inch My dear, you're still allowed to Breathe. Quiet, frantic heart. You’re causing me to Shake. I know it’s strange and loud and dim But listen. Hear that soft Music Dare you not sneeze Or scratch that itch now Rest your eyes, close your shutters Lie still as a corpse, just one more half-hour Bang. Crash. Wail. Please stop, my skull aches How cool the serum flows Perhaps the music found my clothes and ushered me on home The doctor calls to me now -  mouth dry Let us discuss your brain. Inside a tumor lies, no surprise, Allow me to explain This lump, it sleeps, 'tis quite petite And most believably benign.
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Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 10:27 AM UTC
lump
Trembling beneath my hands If I could I would rip it out of you, Your pain, your cries, But the tumor metastasizes. Tumor never die. Tumor holding on tight, Tight to the very foundation of our lives, You. You are everything, The first and my last each day, The distant prays all aimed towards you, Let him be okay, Trembling beneath my hands, Holding tight unable to release, The tumor clinging to you from beneath.
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Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 3:25 PM UTC
Tumor
I sang to you, my son, until I ran out of breath And sang to you again as I gave you to death. I've been stuck in house arrest Because I've given you to death. I declare my degree in your grief But I sing to you... "I-I-I have never lo-o-oved someone, the wa-ay I love you-u-u" A lament for your bending brain descent With energy so pure, unsure and in the moment With disorient movement on legs bent Or were they wings? It was hard to tell on the descent. Yet, something eternal was created At your birth and at your death Your heart was too big for your chest We wept together over it, Over your death, As there was no preparation for the separation Your rotation of cognation Gives formation to an ideation if... You... You ever were Or I... I ever was? Disposessed words in the world we'd imagined Obtained and ingrained love in our intestines Our black will eventually turn to grey The grey will one day go away Just as blood dries and becomes sparks It parks inside eyes to become stars And the love we lasted long enough to receive Becomes songs in energy I sing From my throat From my hand to your coat, I bathe you I soak you with my love... a baptismal      ... like never before and ... As you drown under, you wonder If you... You ever were Or I... I ever was.
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Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 5:05 PM UTC
We Never Were
there is only melting melting from one day to the next melting into each moment, to the point where i don’t realize i’m doing something until i’m almost done with it and asking myself “how did i even get here, to the kitchen sink to wash these dishes i was going to wash five hours ago?” and then i remember i actually got out of bed and walked downstairs i am losing my mind it’s a sickness like a tumor on the side of my soul
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Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 12:09 PM UTC
contrast of gray on gray
Long ago love looked like romance it held a subtle sheen of madness Chaos and passion left in pair Our beds lie oceans apart My heart can't swim the carpet In the night we camped the platform I hadn't yet bought matches as the smoke was yet to lick me inside my virginal lungs My heart grows tumescent, we never sat close to view forever in the dusk of violet July To fulfill happiness fully suppose we just kiss goodbye forever and bare the carpet to cement May some poor soul once more find their face between too hairy legs and with my chin I'd trace constellations Sail our beds both furthest apart Sail our beds into the dark
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Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
Dreadwaters
Her blood is cyanide She cannot seem to hide She is light as helium She's strong as aluminum She is graphite carbon As subdued as boron Abundant as hydrogen But toxic as nitrogen She's precious as platinum Her skin is thallium In her lungs there is radon She is as rare as xenon Helpful as iodine Whose life is astatine's She is soft as lithium Her eyes are beryllium There is nothing I can do Already the tumor grew
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 6:57 PM UTC
Periodic Table
Why does it happen to me? Did the accident also give me a brain tumor? The most common symptoms of brain tumors include headaches; numbness or tingling in the arms or legs; seizures, memory problems; mood and personality changes; balance and walking problems; nausea and vomiting; changes in speech, vision, or hearing. I have all except seizures and nausea & vomiting. I am already on Sodium Valproate and Valproic Acid controlled release tablets which are given to brain tumour patients as well. My psychiatrist was so scared while asking my dad the last time we went for checkup, "Did he have seizures or vomiting?" But I am not scared, I know that stuff can only get better for me. I have had enough of misfortune.
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Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
I Don't Know
I am covered In scars From tumors And accidents And me
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Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 4:45 PM UTC
Count The Memories
Some days They're just dreary The sun outside-the clouds in your soul But you see the world all too clearly Through the shades In your bedroom windows Hiding away From the pain The lonely The salty rain His tumor Seems to pound in your own skull Causing a headache -mostly fear- And resisting the pull To fall apart Right along with him His fades scars Always a bleak reminder He's not nearly as perfect As he's seen-not so put together He hides the long faded drawings on his arms You hide too From him-from everything The food The very kind she hasn't eaten Knaws away at your stomach Not enough words can be written For her to know How beautiful How grown She really is So you hide Because you're tempted to fall apart But you stay strong Because you want to save their hearts You put down the scissors Pick up the food The pen The phone But still You hide
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 7:29 PM UTC
Stay Together
Our world it bleeds Anonymous faces are screaming Cynicism grows like a tumor on our hearts Our lives are constructed around our fears We can't let our twisted Earth rule us We can return the light to this world Believe Believe in yourself Believe in others And be free Together we can take back our freedom We need not be afraid
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC
Just Believe