When Things Stop Working
The hand of an almost stranger touched my heart
He knows when to ask, so the tears well and start.
There is a short gaze, I turn away,
To spare another the pain that breaks me each day.
I wallow in my cup, he cradles my hand
So many hold me, so it’s not hard to stand.
I carry it alone but am held up so high,
so only brief tears with no room for the sighs.
The hands of a friend just touched my heart, with the hands of a friend, I won’t fall apart.
A brief update:
Said friend asked with a smile how the start of my New Year was going. Tears erupt. I had just come from the doctor and learned that I had a new good size tumor in the Sternum. While the drug is working everywhere else, this new tumor arrived. Merry fucking Christmas. The doctors continue to be shocked on the oddity of this cancer. So, we will rid this with radiation to lesson the astounding pain it causes, and add a chem to the Afinitor. I advised my doctor the reason this happened was due to stress. I know it, feel it. I bend to the wishes of an old lifestyle and others. It is time to accept my life needs to be CALM. I can no longer accept anger, grief or stress near me, AT ALL. So, no, not the start of the New Year I was hoping for but maybe we will get the shit storm out the way earlier. BTW: Thank you all for your always, sweet comments!