The Pain I Feel

The pain I feel won’t go away

It lingers on day after day.

Treatment comes and goes

But the journey continues to have so many lows.

“You’re lucky, you survived,” they say,

But knowing my percentages doesn’t keep the worries at bay.

Night after night I sit in silence, weeping and broken.

Waiting to get to where I’ve been woken.

It’s a part of me now, this day and next.

I wonder if someday I’ll get to rest.