Cancerous thoughts

I wake up in the morning
with a clump of hair left
on my pillow

i know the chemo as taken affect
my beautiful blond hair is wasting
away with every session

everyone treats me like glass
like i am liable to break
people are afraid to touch me

thinking my cancer is infectious
some days its so bad i
just want to rip the IV s from my arm
and live my last few days in agony

so everyone will see
i am not so fragile
anything can happen