Dear.. Cancer.

I’ve watched you threaten my mothers life.

I’ve come to the understanding you have done the same to my brother. 

I have watched my loved ones live in fear of your return.

I have witnessed you tare apart the heart of my bestfriend when you took the life of her mum. 

I’ve watched you seep for years, slowly but surely taking the life from people, day by day, hour by hour.

I’ve seen you take lives soon after a diagnosis without time to even process the words ‘I have cancer’.

I’ve watched on hopelessly as you've turned a tough exterior man into a fragile stack of skin and bone.

I hate that you make people feel like you are ever so unstoppable.

I’ve seen you con people into turning to even their most forgotten for forgiveness.

Because of you, I read a speech at my dad’s best mates funeral in the honour of his life and the witty (yet wonderful) man he was.

I’ve experienced the unforgiving pain you leave behind.

I’ve seen the worry, the hurt, the unknown, the depression, the heartache, the waiting, the mourning, the denial, the anger, the tears, the grieving.

Each day, when I feel the sun shine on me from above, I think of the people you have smuggled to hell and then graced with heaven, now all shining from above, yet, at the same time, I feel the pain of you lingering in the flesh of my mind, wondering who you plan on threatening; or even worse, taking from me next.