Cancerous thoughts

by Stephanie Naylor   May 11, 2007


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

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  • 15 years ago

    by Broken Inside He only wants to hurt me

    A very sad poem. you expressed all the emotion very well. i loved it 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Sydney

    Oh my. I can feel the emotion and possibly even the reality in it and it makes me sad. I think its a good thing to have that effect on a reader though XD. Nicely done.

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