cancer kills

All alone with the voices inside of my head. ill put my pride to the side and write it out the rest. 

I hate how cancer kills the one you love and not the one you hate instead. 

it puts you through so much pain, id rather see hell, face my demons and be better off dead then to see another loved one go through that again. 

Your body is eating you from the inside out and theres nothing you can do cry and take pain meds. 

losing hair and weight at a fast scaling rate. worry and confusion, i swear this all feels like an illuision. 

sitting alone in my room every night thinking why didnt they take you. (maryanne)

they didnt take the right one, and now its fucking me up in the head.

trying to sort this shit out like why god?

why take not her instead.. 

take the crackhead.

not someones mother, a family friend.

but you cant pick and choose

so let me cry and lay in my bed. Wishing i can see you again and tell you all the things i never said. 

see your face and tell you that i love you, and thank you again.

youre in a better place, with danny. so atleast youre happy. 

im sorry for the pain this shit has put you thru. its a cold world, but atleast i got to know you.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

for Elaine Mousie 

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Evil within

It came inside

So silent and stealthy

Not caring if I was Sick

Or totally healthy


It hid inside

Unnoticed and unseen

As if it were a ghost

Malevolent and mean


Waiting to attack

And wreak havoc in me

Destroying my body’s defenses

Without remorse or pity


It spread like the plague

Infecting all in its path

Spreading its sickness

In the wake of its wrath


My body is now ill

But I'll not find a cure

From this blackness within

It’s a losing battle for sure


I don’t understand

Guess I’ll never know the answer

Why so many of us need to be cursed 

By this evil called CANCER.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For Jeff, you were a brave warrior, a great father and a wonderful friend.

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don’t understand me
no numeral of quantity
preacher lady looking
at accusations in a book
saying infinity is proof
of a mathematical sacrifice
that saved humanity
if only we could get back
to three and then zero
says quantum physics
is why we have clocks
and space shuttles
slipping through cracks
in the fabrics of blankets
claims blankets are white
masses, says I’m mass
the tree is mass, birds
are mass and a mass
is a spot that breaks
into a speck so small
my car is invisible to god
claims i don’t pray right
because i do it with my
hands and my speech
is imperfect, can’t talk
to god with a slur or slang
says i need to be prized
and perfect like a precious
moment figurine, demands
i stop calling him home boy
he’s not your boy, throws
a piece paper at me with
nothing on it but a squiggle
in the middle of a circle,
claims it represent life
and who i used to be
when i had a brain
and understood counting
was invented for more
than money, need to crunch
the numbers to understand
my sister is the same as me
though she died in a hospital,
tells me i’m better than nobody
but I act like a stranger hiding
my divinity code under a hat

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is what genuis looks like in a poem!

With Angels Wings

With Angels Wings

The Whispering Winds, A song they sing
A song of sorrow and of a heart so big
Your loves reaches as far as the eye can see
I believe in dreams because in my beat
Just as a gentle breeze shimmers every leaf
Your love, in every heart, plants a seed
Elegance, love and hope is what grows beneath
....This is your gift to us...
For safekeeping
So, if you ever wonder why heaven sings
Its because now you fly....

With Angels Wings

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a poem I wrote for my aunt who we just found out is losing her battle to Pancreatic Cancer and i want to read this when the time comes.  I figured I'd share.

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"The Cancer In Me"

I hate cancer. And not because it kills 

But because it fucks with me! Being a cancer is worse, you wouldn't know how It feels

It's a slow, poisonous venom sinking it's teeth inside my veins

It makes me upset people in the worst ways, making them experience pain


And I hate hurting you babe, I hate that you hurt me 2

I can't stand the chaos I make, can't stand the thought of you

Crying, alone, in your room what's fucking wrong with me?

It's a sickness, I can't control it, it's the devil that becomes me


And sometimes I shed a tear or two, of anger though I bleed

I grin whenever I write these words, I hate, glad you can't see

I'm sorry that I make you sad, I'm sorry that you've hurt me so bad

But fighting through this, we will rise 

And well be together until we die

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Ha Ha Ha

Ha ha ha Hee Hee Hee

I can’t believe you actually thought you really knew me

You only know what I allowed you to see



Ha ha ha  Hee Hee Hee

You are so funny

How could you possibly believe you know it all honey



I am a cancer, hiding the true me is my speciality





Written by 


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Too Young to Die


                 This next man I'm rather proud of. He has been battling cancer for several years now. His end innevitable and yet, through all of his struggle, he has kept a glimmer of hope in his eye. Truly Remarkable. To stare Me in the face and say, "I will beat you," as many did before, and yet they all failed. Some I decided to give a second chance, but I still visited them later on... However, that is beside the point, for right now it is his time. This would be a lot easier if his family weren't here, because then I could come in, visit him, and leave with relatively no guilt. But his mother, father, sister and brother are here and thankfully I won't have to visit any of them anytime soon... Sad, normally when I visit twenty-six year olds it's usually because they are doing something stupid, whether it be drinking and driving or over-dosing on drugs. Anyway, his clock is running out of time. I can see the sands trickling down his hour glass and finally he sees me, and that blasted machine is starting to bother me. "Beep... Beep.. Beeeeeeeeeeeep."... Just once I would like the family to understand, but as usual they start panicking. The terror on their faces, the shouts, the cries, the tears... It really makes me hate my job.... Well, on my merry way, I suppose.~ Where to next? Oh joy, a package deal...~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Hey all! I'm back in school so that probably means I'll be posting regularly again. Added another monologue from Death again, hoping all of you enjoy these stories and I'm not wasting space on the internet. Not that that is a problem... Anyway, some things about this peice; I read somewhere that adding a "~" at the end of a sentence makes it sarcastic so I thought I should try to use it a little. And I'm not sure if I should right more in depth about things that I mention or if I should keep it nice and short? I don't know, but comment on anything you like, any and all criticism is welcome.

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This is the pond
she called your lake,
trees still surround,
similar sky,
birds sing,
but she has gone,
cancer ridden,
to an early plot.


This is where you sat
and talked
and laughed,
this green grass,
grows still,
flowers near by,
but she had been taken
death's finger
judged her ripe to die.


This is the sky
beneath which
you lay,
eyes focusing
on clouds move
and shape
and size,
but she is no more,
caressed her
and it gave
deadly kiss;

it is not sky
or bird or flower,
but she you miss.


This is where
she lay
and kissed
and held your hand
and loved you deep,
but she has died
of cancer's curse,
its deadly touch,
she has gone
and is missed
so much.

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Words are only combinations of letters formed within our heads

But they have the ability to evoke emotions the moment they are said.


A word by itself is not beautiful or ugly, complimentary or demeaning

It’s the people who utter them that give our words their meaning.


Some words when spoken from a place of love have a musical refrain

While others when spoken in anger are meant to damage or cause pain.


Some words make us feel good and bring us happiness too

Like freedom, smile, joy, peace, love and family to name a few.


Some words when they are uttered leave fear and sorrow in their wake

LIke Alzheimers, Aids, war, death, tornados and earthquakes.


Yesterday a friend of ours informed us her doctors wanted to see

If cancer was growing inside her so they performed a biopsy.


Biopsy, another word that fills your heart with fear

As you wait for the doctor to say, hopefully, the words you want to hear?


It’s interesting that once her story got out and we read words written by her hand

Words of encouragement came rushing in from all across the land.


Words of love, of compassion and support...words easy to comprehend

Drifted softly through the heavens and landed on our friend.


Our words were the only way to show her we were behind her and we cared

And to let her know her suspense was something we all shared.


The next day as we all waited for our world to realign

Our apprehension transformed to exhilaration when we heard the word...benign.


Yes, one day one word can cause us woe, or anguish or concern

And the next day another word replaces it and makes the joy return.


That is the nature of our words in this or any other day
We never know what kind of words will randomly drift our way.


If we spend our lives using kindly words that help us gather friends

Then one day when we need them, those words pay dividends.


For when I think about our friend and the words of her friends I recall


Perhaps words of sympathy and kindness are the most beautiful words of all.

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