A cancer poem.

I sit here and stare at an empty chair

Where you used to be and remember your smile

But you left, passed through that door

where only memories live on, and the tightness builds

I promised I wouldn't be weak, that I'd be strong

Not for myself, but for our family and it's hard

So, I sit here and mourn, for me, quietly, in the dark

And I feel like I've lost my anchor to reality

So I put on a brave face and go through the motions of being human

And no one sees the piece of me that's missing

That's a great piece and I hope it helps to get it out.. and we all see the broken and missing pieces in each other.... it's the scar that that Dreadful disease leaves behind on all of us

Heartfelt poem jack .. . I hope your writing gives you comfort . The devastation of cancer touches many

Beautiful sad piece

Truly yet there's strength in your words

SUPER

Nice poem .

I feel this. I miss my dad. Chin up I just know she loved your smile more than your tears.