Helpless
It pains me
To see it taking over you,
Your whole body,
Slowly eaten up by its darkness.
I see it now,
Drowning your lungs,
Making it hard,
For you to even gasp for breath.
I want to stop it,
From causing carnage inside,
Suffocating your organs,
Until they relinquish from life.
I hate all of these,
Wires that protrude from your skin,
That mask on your face,
Helping you to grasp on to your soul.
I want to take it,
The darkness from inside,
To drown it and hurt it,
Until its destructive form gives in.
But I can’t,
It’s a stubborn, murderous thing,
This torturous cancer,
Swallowing you from within.
I’m helpless.
(2014)
Three people in my family suffer from cancer. Everyday is a fight for them! This poem is about one person in particular, my gran.
