A shadow fell across the sun,
A battle I’d not yet begun.
A name, a word, a heavy sound—
Cancer whispered life unwound.
The world grew smaller, time stood still,
Each breath a climb, a steeper hill.
Appointments, scans, a cold, hard stare,
Hope is tangled in a web of care.
The mirror holds a shifting face,
A fragile strength, a tender grace.
Each scar, a map, each line, a tale,
Of battles fought and small prevails.
The taste of joy is sharper now,
In every moment, here and how.
The laughter brighter, tears more pure,
Life distilled, raw, unsure.
Some days the weight is hard to bear,
A silent prayer hung in the air.
Yet still, the heart beats steady, true,
With dreams to chase, and skies to blue.
For cancer lives, but so do I,
With fire burning, reaching high.
A journey steep, a winding road,
But love’s the balm that lights the load.
So here I stand, both frail and strong,
Singing life’s unyielding song.
With every breath, I claim my place,
Defiant in the fight I face.