HOPE

Vainly optimistic I was

believing my life

would be long, eternal even

and dotted with successes

to be proud of

so I'd be worthy in the eyes of someone

and therefore, above all, be loved.

Now, my sole task's to find

some hope to cling to,

such craving for a little more time

to live, a miracle -

because such things 

can happen if we truly believe in them.

And I so, so want to survive.

The arbitrary onslaught

of rogue cells predict my demise:

the ultimate conflict

between tainted flesh and sharp scalpel.

Oh let me be brave and dwell

not on dying, nor on giving up - but on victory,

on finally defeating the enemy within...

I'm going into hospital on Monday to have an operation. I hope to visit you all again soon.

In the meantime...have a great week, my dear friends 😊😊 xxx