Notes About The Poem

Written on November 10, 2025

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Broken Heart


Cancer carves fear on the soul
Marking the life in black grief, dread
Words like hope, the cancer stole
But we’re holding onto Him by a thread

Cancer inscribes a panic into life,
Distress, so anxious and apprehensive
Words like faith, might end each strife
Oh, this disease puts me on the defensive

Cancer writes worry through each dream
Darkening the spirit with heartbreak
It feels so terrifying – I could just scream!
God surely knows all that is at stake

Cancer engraves tears into the believer
Silencing the prayers so softly spoken
God will soon destroy this dark deceiver
And quiet the heart who has been broken!

Cancer pens heartbreak in my prayer
While I reach for the light in the shadows
Knowing, deep down, He is always there
While I can’t understand, He always knows

Cancer marks the heart with tears
Pouring salt into the wounds – such grief
But God blesses away all the fears
With His gentle spirit, oh such sweet relief
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Steinmetz Avatar
March 18, 2026 at 6:00 PM
truly heartbreaking...
Legros Kelley Avatar
November 12, 2025 at 5:31 PM
Cancer is such a horrendous thief, and I'm praying right now for you my friend. I am as usual out of the loop, as I only sporadically am on the site. But believe me, I know the topic so well. Thanking the Lord that He is our hope, above all else. Hugs to you Gina <3
De Beaulieu Avatar
November 10, 2025 at 3:42 PM
Hello Regina, it is hard to accept when someone we love dies. We grieve that person with uncontrol tears. We cry tears until the tears stop by themselves. Hugs. /Darlene/
Rodrigues Avatar
November 10, 2025 at 3:25 AM
My mom had ovarian cancer. My brother instilled such hope. We believed when mom rang that bell it bode good for her. It was a shock to lose her. I pray that God comforts you both and gives you peace that passes all understanding. I cry with you, my friend.
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