The doctors spoke
In an alien language
That I tried to follow onI am the only kid in the room.
It choked me when I tried to speak it
And summoned torrents of tears
The prickly aura that encased him
Suffocated me with fearI've done my research.
Recovery rates? High.
Treatments available? Loads.
Financial support? Plenty.But worry is still there.
It never went away.
Sometimes it slumbered within
But it would always return
In an never ending nightmare
Washing your mind numb
Cleansing your mind blankI tried to reach for him
But he was so distant, so pale
He wasn't him anymore.I had to be the good girl
That he loved
I had to be the good girl
That he would see
Before his final moments
I plaster on a smile Because I know
He would like thatIt wasn't just a battle
Between patient and disease
It was a battle
That those in the sidelines
Had to fight
That those too young to witness
Had to surviveWe may not suffer the most
But we are still in pain
And would that pain go away?
Would those shadows leave my heart?by dolce_owl
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#iGotCancer Bites
RandomCancer Bites is a collection of poems and short stories that our beloved wattpad users have written for this campaign. We bring to you the supporting team, the surviving team, the witnessed team and the fighting team. With love, Linda Yassine, foun...