THIS CANCER KILLS

This cancer....
This cancer inside, is what else can I say?.... Other than,  
this cancer is my demon.
This cancer....
It grows,
and it lingers,
and it lives....
It's living inside, only to see the day when it takes away the only one that I even have anymore.
  The only one who at the very most of my days I can honestly say that she is the only reason that I live at all anymore.  
My mother is the only reason I even stick around on this pathetic planet anymore because she needs me, and this cancer it's killing....
it's killing me.
This cancer eats her away just like acid;  
it's eating her away from the inside because this damn thing has known for a while now that I will not surrender my soul. I told my demon that long ago when it approached me for the very first time as a child.
And now, all of these years later it has returned to me yet again, but this time it is going through her to reach me.
This cancer it kills, it's killing me because it has retch my blood now.  
It has retch my blood because her blood runs through my veins.
It wants to overrule my D.N.A completly because it alone is second rate to my very soul.
It plans to possess my blood and harvest evil through my good intentions.
This demon plans to express the greatest of its sorrows through my gift, my talents.  
The dead girl told me this, and I answered but still so much remains unspoken....
This cancer is a coward because it is the silent killer; It is silent because it does not know what to say for it's self.
The right words are out there somewhere, and they only sway to be written upon the pages of my life.
My life has been so long, but it sinks;
More and more it sinks into soils....
Deep,
Dark,
Cold, damp forbidden soils where the fallen bodies lie beneath in shallow graves of all of the souls that have been shattered and lost along the way.
The dead rests dormant tonight, but tomorrow the dead will rise as will the sun....
until another day,
until another time.