poem

There are these little somethings
that grow inside of me,
they are very painful
and they're something you can't see.
They pick places in my body
where they decide to grow,
only drugs can take them away
recovery is always slow.
Some may call them lesions,
growths, and tumors too,
I call them my monsters
but there's nothing anyone can do.
These monsters seem so selfish
not realizing they cause me pain,
I always wait around for the time
when another will come again.
I wish someone would help get these
monsters away from me,
I can only turn for comfort from my
friends and family.
I hope some day that someone
will find a cure,
someone please help get these
monsters to go away for sure ...

                            Katelyn DiNicola