heal me doctor I think I have a tumor
in my brain help me sleep for I'm drained
nights have turned into nightmares spare
sweet heavens my life for I die in pain
when I lie in bed with the tumor in my head
death becomes an alternative so fetching
it scares me to think I can choose to sink
defeated by the disease or choose not to ask why
I dread each waking moment for
the unbearable comes with the rising of the sun
day dawns like twilight in my bones
operate on me doctor and break me open
to find the tumor in my head to stop the cancer
eating my brain put me up for my day at the room
soon cut me up slice me precisely remove the tumor
in my head anguish fills the life which is not
every nerve ending cries out torment unending
a tumor so reviling defiling me with thoughts
mothers would cringe at give me an anesthetic or
something for death I refuse to live without reprieve
for a life is not when
inside strife rules
anarchy reigns then kills
like cancer or a tumor
in the brain
- written some time in 1998
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