What Your Cancer Brought Me
Two days before your last we began to say our goodbyes
every time I think about you a part of me dies.
When the cancer filled your body and took over,
depression, anger, anxiety filled my body and took me.
Why does cancer have to be existent,
time doesn't change a thing for the pain is consistent.
You were my world, looking up to God, asking "why?"
I know we're not to question but how could I not.
My world was taken from me slowly in five short months.
And so was mine. You were my everything.
Why you?, Why so soon? Why, why, why?
I keep asking God to grant me the Serenity to accept it.
You fought so hard, for so long, you were so strong.
Ever since you’ve left everything seems so wrong.