Cancer

It’s like a knife that peels
A blade that steals
It keeps embedding stakes in my heart

And you can’t die
Cause then I couldn’t lie
About the pain it’d impart

I need you to fight
Give it all your might
But I just feel you wither

The tears are there
Beneath the surface they stare
Fuck,
I just need you

© 2024 Michelle Cook


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For those of you who left comments, thank you. I’ve decided not to publish comments or to comment back and I hope y’all can understand. Much love… ~M xo

The lonely place

There’s a lonely place
where you exist
I try to forget you
yet the memories persist

You were once my strength
you anchored my soul
but after everything you said
it all finally took its toll

I remember sinking to my knees
in painful defeat
my perfect image of you
at last shattered complete

I wanted to hold onto the good
but the good wouldn’t stay
and looking back
I’m relieved you went away

© 2024 Michelle Cook


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To be something

Like the wind
I come and go
And where I’ll end up
Not even I know

I try my best
To show who I am
But even those closest
Can’t understand

I often wonder
About things I should do
But lack of encouragement
Leaves me feeling blue

I feel like the whole world
Is expecting me to fall
But deep in my heart
I’m giving it my all

I’m no competitor
I’ve just never been
But I want to live my life
And be something in the end

© 2024 Michelle Cook


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Silent killer

Silent killer,
invisible threat,
wrapped around my heart
like an all-consuming net.
Tugging, squeezing,
barely able to breathe,
this is the reason
why I endlessly grieve.
The elephant in the room
gets heavier on my heart,
feels like my insides
are being ripped apart.
Loss is a thing
I cannot seem to bear;
still, the weight of it
follows me everywhere.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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Stuck in a divide

Sometimes time away
does us a bit of good
when we’re made to feel sad
or misunderstood.

Rejection is hard,
but being misread is worse;
makes me feel like
my insides might burst.

Sometimes the world
gets me so down,
but then there’s that one friend
who can turn it around.

And thank goodness for the days
when we’re given a little lift;
the burdens get so heavy
as we begin to sort and sift.

I always start to wonder
why warm fuzzies are so fleeting;
I suppose it just depends
on those who you’ve been greeting.

One friend can be a blessing,
but then another can be a curse;
I guess being without anyone
would probably be the worst.

I think we need the right balance
and to be careful who we let inside
because one wrong decision
and then we’re stuck in a divide.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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