I have been spending a great deal of time lately
reading other people's words
seeing their pain
their joy
their first thoughts of what it means
to live with Multiple Myeloma
to know the fear
that strikes us all
the hope for a cure
the need for a cure
the anger because it could have happened
to any number of assholes
wandering uselessly on this world
but why me?
I watch their faces
as they think, no probs
this is a breeze
I used to have that face
and now it seems to have faded to reality ...
reality bites
but cancer sucks
trust me I know ...