Through my eyes I used to see a woman of plentiful. Of happiness, contentment and rapture. But I know how she hides herself to shield me. I know she feels and needs. I know how she longs for peace. I hold her deep in my heart, where she no longer feels pain. She no longer cries tears of sorrow, tears of resentment, tears of heartache. I want to hold her safely in my arms to protect her, from what she protected me from. Life. I want to guide her through her journey of uncertainty. I want her to need me selfishly so I can make her feel safe, the way she made me feel. Safe. I need her so desperately to wipe away my tears of despair and anger. But instead I shield her now, from myself, so she can depend on me to help her through this daunting disease. Cancer. copyright (c) 2001 Lauralee King
Reason for writing:
the poem says it all - cancer
Birth sign: Virgo
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