Cancer

Inspired by 'The Sound of Silence' by Simon & Garfunkel.

I have an enemy which I cannot fight.

With my fists or all my might.

I have a plight raging inside of me.

It has taken my sight, the only thing I ever ask is why.

Now in my darkest hours all I can do is cry.

I try to find the answers in the sky.

People pass me by without ever blinking twice.

I never wanted to be this.

I can no longer find my bliss.

Slowly sinking into the dark abyss.

I whisper to the angel cloaked in white, “Please I wish to feel again.”

She did not hear as she stuck the needles in my brain.

Time and time again, the pain remains.

It has become my only friend.

People only pretend, they know I will soon meet my end.

The silence like my cancer grows.

A longing flows.

I find myself below.

I cannot reach the light.

My silent pleads split the night.

They tell me to pray to the neon god they made.

While they leave me without aid.

I am afraid, it is time to join the masquerade.

False smiles and an I’m alright.

Seems to persuade.

The grenade inside is moments away from decay.

My vision and breathing softly fades.

My body has betrayed.

It is time for me to leave, I can no longer stay.

Author's Note

Please let me know your thoughts.

Reviews

[Bear]

I question the use of the word plight in the third line, I'm not sure what you mean, can you explain it for me? "My silent pleads split the night" did you mean "My silent pleas split the night"?
This reminds my of an old Simon and Garfunkel song The Sound of Silence, your rhyme scheme is good, your very expressive and vivid in you descriptions. I like poetry of a dark nature, it helps balance out the human condition with all those shades of gray :~) Thank you for inviting me, I always enjoy reading your work.

[Emily]

'I whisper to the angel cloaked in white, “Please I wish to feel again."'
This line grabbed me!
Keep it up!!

[Cherry Pepperweb]

This was very moving. Can't imagine what it would be like to live with cancer, but there are things like bad memories that eat at us and destroy us just the same as any illness.

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silence can be a cancer...ah, beautiful take on the sound of silence... well-done, Twiggy... i love it...