poem:SOMETIMES

i felt like a lift in a one story house=, like a bird flying north but ending up south.= i felt like an alien deep from outer space, with all these people studying my face.=   i felt like a snowman on a hot summers day, nothing to do, just melting away.= I felt aukward right from day one, like i was dancing to a croud and theres no music on.= i felt useless now and again, like a school bo in an exam rm who's forgotten his pen.  = i learnt to be positive and live with a smile=..i'm going to beat this cancer and do it in style.=I now see life in such a different light, =those grey days before, now so bright.=i hear people moan, just when the sky's not blue.= i smile to myself."ifonlythey"knew"    

poem ...Cansurvive        

In the sand with a stick i write, but in rolls a wave only to erase it from sight. i have no choice but to except this fight, so once again in the sand i write. the wind howls with its ssoutherly bite and the sea roars to show off its might. i cower a first and sit so tight but i find my courage in a path of light and it is here in the sand with a stick i write.the sun arises, the light so bright, a bird sours above like a dancing kite. there are no white horses to show off their might, so i'll claim this battle like a victorious knight, proving you CANCERVIVE a continuous fight.

poem...THE FIGHT

through the ropes, in the corner i stand=my team sit below me awaiting command=too affraid to review m opponant, i hide behind a glove=incase he's like goliath, towering up above.=i build up the courage to see who he is.=an agressive looking fella with a history of killing kids.=i have no choice but to accept this fight= so i raise my fists with power and might.=the punters are betting on this evil to win=but with hope and support on my side, he's off to the bin.