A story to be told,
I have pain to share with you.
Statistics, Reality and Hope,
But worst of all - The Truth.
I have a sensation deep inside,
Its where all the numbness ends.
The feelings I suppress are there,
This is where it all begins.
The crying in my room alone,
Deafening silence - forcing others away,
Begging my mind to stop thinking,
The flashbacks, the memories, a constant replay.
"Your mothers got Breast Cancer",
Words so repetitive in my mind,
The tears and haunting thoughts that followed,
I wish i could leave it all behind.
I struggle to express the fear i feel,
I'm scared to say the words out loud,
I'm petrified, haunted and shaken to ask -
How long will she be around?
I convince myself she'll be okay,
But a second voice whispers in my ear.
I try to force it to be silent,
But its torments i cant help but hear.
Every moment spent with her,
I'm worried she will break.
So sick, so weak, so fragile -
How much more can she take?
Shes reached her limit emotionally,
And ill admit that so have i.
Daily obstacles are a constant battle,
A struggle to not break down and cry.
I can keep pretending its all okay,
Because in reality its now.
The life i once had is gone -
I think of it alot.
Sickness hadn't struck us down,
My fathers spirit wasn't broken.
Mums days weren't spent fighting for her life,
"Cancer" was a word never spoken.
It'd hard to accept our future,
When we've had such a happy past.
I hate to think of what fate has planned for us -
So many challenges - Will My Family Last?
