I love my life and Waiting Room ( observations from a cancer clinic wa

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I love my life





I love the blindness that stops you from loving me


I love the coldness that once was fire

I love the loneliness that lives inside

I love the smile that used to grace your face

I love the way you inspire me to cry

I love the way I wither and die

I love the tears lost unnoticed in the dirt

I love the darkness that grips my mind

I love the child that will never be mine

I love the fact that iam running out of time

I love the lover who beckons from memory's past

I love the cold specter of my own death

I love to hate this horrible fate


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Waiting Room ( observations from a cancer clinic waiting room )





sitting watching them
some in wheel chairs some walking sharply
and some slow and carefully
some old some young
I watch them wondering like the rest why me

some come to live again some come to fight
and some just trying not to die trying to keep death
at bay just a few more months weeks days
listen and you can here them pray

some pretending to be busy trying not to waste a day
while others sit not moving stolidly staring at the walls
reliving memories of better days

but in all of there eyes you see the truth
you see the fear the hope and in some you see the pain
the just wanting it to end

sitting watching them
briefly eyes make contact
and we share the fear we share the truth
we are the same
I am one of them




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