Cancer (My Final Poem)
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I sit here at my laptop my heart ever racing
The idea of death and the fear of telling someone is devastating
It could help or hinder us or just confuse us both
It could break the dams open and it could rock our boat
I may not live to see my dream walk past crowds of repetitive lives
What a pity it would seem to be for a hope like that to die
And what of the opportunity that has just opened up?
What will I do with the key to the future that I began sowing up?
It could be my imagination or it could be truth
I can't know for certain until I leave it too soon
And fall apart in front of them, slipping away from life
Staring as they look at me with tear stained eyes
And stare morosely from above with a condescending smile
As my coffin slides in and is driven its last mile
And the priest is paid to beg a god in which I've never believed
To make sure I'm safe and warm and to have my soul to keep
And I'll hang behind when they've all gone away in from the night
And lay down at the headstone, my final place in life
I'll stay there for years, decades if need be
Until someone, somewhere, begins to remember me...