Cancer
I always said:
It would never happen to me.
It could never happen to me,
I’m a good person,
I pray every day,
And thank the Good Lord,
For all the things that He has given me.
It could never happen to me,
But it did.
I remember the look on my Mother’s face,
As the doctor confirmed,
What we were all scared to be true.
Fear was in her eyes,
And soon,
It would be in mine too.
It was left inside of me,
For months at a time,
Waiting for our eyes to finally see.
There was Cancer inside of me.
At the time,
I didn’t understand the magnitude of the situation.
I couldn’t die,
I had just turned seventeen,
I hadn’t graduated from high school,
Or gone to college.
I hadn’t fallen in love,
I hadn’t gotten married.
I hadn’t had a chance to really live,
So this ‘Cancer’ thing,
It couldn’t be that bad,
Because I’m a good person,
I hadn’t done anything wrong,
So I couldn’t die,
I wouldn’t die.
I would fight,
With every breath that I had,
To beat this disease.
I hadn’t gotten the chance to live my life,
And I wasn’t going to let it stop me.
The fear that I had seen,
In my Mother’s eyes,
Was soon reflected in mine.
I lie awake on a gurney,
An IV dripping into my veins,
As a Nurse wheeled me,
Into an operating room.
That’s when the fear hit me,
I was scared.
I was terrified.
I didn’t want to die.
I didn’t want to die,
To leave my family,
To cause them pain.
I was scared for them.
As my world became less clear,
And voices became muddled,
I sent up a quick prayer,
Pleading to the Lord,
That I would live through this.
All too quickly,
My world faded.
Weeks we waited with baited breath,
Hoping,
Praying,
Waiting,
For an update on the outcome of the surgery.
Was it successful?
Had it spread?
Was I going to die?
The phone rang,
The call that we had been waiting for,
Was finally here.
I watched my Mother,
A smile etched onto her face,
As she thanked the Doctor.
That’s when I knew,
That my fight was finally through.
I was cured,
I was alive,
And I would get the chance,
To live my life.
I was one of the lucky ones,
I had won my fight,
I had the chance,
To live my life.
I used to always say:
It could never happen to me,
It would never happen to me,
But it did,
And I thank God that I’m still alive.
It would never happen to me.
It could never happen to me,
I’m a good person,
I pray every day,
And thank the Good Lord,
For all the things that He has given me.
It could never happen to me,
But it did.
I remember the look on my Mother’s face,
As the doctor confirmed,
What we were all scared to be true.
Fear was in her eyes,
And soon,
It would be in mine too.
It was left inside of me,
For months at a time,
Waiting for our eyes to finally see.
There was Cancer inside of me.
At the time,
I didn’t understand the magnitude of the situation.
I couldn’t die,
I had just turned seventeen,
I hadn’t graduated from high school,
Or gone to college.
I hadn’t fallen in love,
I hadn’t gotten married.
I hadn’t had a chance to really live,
So this ‘Cancer’ thing,
It couldn’t be that bad,
Because I’m a good person,
I hadn’t done anything wrong,
So I couldn’t die,
I wouldn’t die.
I would fight,
With every breath that I had,
To beat this disease.
I hadn’t gotten the chance to live my life,
And I wasn’t going to let it stop me.
The fear that I had seen,
In my Mother’s eyes,
Was soon reflected in mine.
I lie awake on a gurney,
An IV dripping into my veins,
As a Nurse wheeled me,
Into an operating room.
That’s when the fear hit me,
I was scared.
I was terrified.
I didn’t want to die.
I didn’t want to die,
To leave my family,
To cause them pain.
I was scared for them.
As my world became less clear,
And voices became muddled,
I sent up a quick prayer,
Pleading to the Lord,
That I would live through this.
All too quickly,
My world faded.
Weeks we waited with baited breath,
Hoping,
Praying,
Waiting,
For an update on the outcome of the surgery.
Was it successful?
Had it spread?
Was I going to die?
The phone rang,
The call that we had been waiting for,
Was finally here.
I watched my Mother,
A smile etched onto her face,
As she thanked the Doctor.
That’s when I knew,
That my fight was finally through.
I was cured,
I was alive,
And I would get the chance,
To live my life.
I was one of the lucky ones,
I had won my fight,
I had the chance,
To live my life.
I used to always say:
It could never happen to me,
It would never happen to me,
But it did,
And I thank God that I’m still alive.