My ode to Cancer

So the other day, I was having I guess you could call it a "pity-party" for myself - not cool. Seth stepped up and gave me a gentle kick in the ass probably more than he knows. I basically let a few things get to me that normally I would have smiled at and probably would have just said, "It's all part of the gig!"


So I put my thoughts into a rambling sort of poem thingy. It actually makes sense to me - I hope it does to you!

Ode to Cancer

Don’t be afraid.
I’m going to hurt you good.
Up against the wall;
Nails across my back.
Pleasure and Pain,
There is no escape.
It’s all the same
It ain’t no game
So turn up the heat;
Get a grip –
It’s going to get rough
It’s no dream,
No waking up.
It’s okay to scream.
Let it all out.
No escape.
It’s down and dirty.
So, get on your knees and pray.
I’m your victim;
You’ll be mine.
You torment me,
Give me your best shot,
Is that your best you got?
That weak ass shit ain’t gonna cut it.
Torture me.
I’ll torture you,
You won’t see it coming.
I know your games,
I know your ways.
You won’t win.
I’m going to hurt you good.
So give me your best.
I’ll pass every test.
I’m gonna kill you slow.
So, don’t be afraid.
There is no escape.


Thanks for all the ongoing support guys - It means more than I can ever tell you or express, but I know you understand.


LUVS & HUGS