Going round in circles, ever they decrease,
Pulled into a vortex, never finding peace.
It's dark in here, let me out, can't take any more,
Feeling my way blindly, seeking that open door.


They tell me things get better, talk it's for the best,
Why then are my thoughts chaotic? Never do they rest.
This 'cancer's' killing me, in some pernicious way,
Slowly, deftly infiltrating, it has me as it's prey.


Years spent talking takes it's toll, having awful thoughts,
Day's are long and very dark, no anger at my lot.
Still I feel I should have known, should not have let it be,
Mentally beating myself each day, laid bare for all to see.


Tell me where I go from here? I want it all to end,
I need some respite from this hell, from having to pretend.
The happy, chatty cheery me, is just a sad facade,
Inside I'm dying, failing to see, it isn't me that's bad.


Darkness falls more frequently now, no light is seeping through,
Pulling my hair, sobbing each day not knowing what to do.
I want to end this torment now, help me through this storm,
My eyes are weary, spirit's weak, a heart that's truly torn.


The one bright light within my life, sometimes I cannot see,
My beautiful daughter, so full of life but getting more like me.
This scares me so, no one can see how this becomes a thorn,
To think she'll end up just like me, sad, dejected and forlorn.


I have to make those changes now, I need to find the way,
To pull myself back up and fight, progressing day by day.
This is one battle I have to win, I need to see it through,
Thoughts of leaving this world behind, must not ever ensue.