Crushed

The writing was on the wall I was crushed to hear it all Two more months give or take Leukemia in the third stage I recall My choice to lie in bed whirled through my head Did I need to wait till I am declared dead I packed my bags my medicine’s too I booked a ticket for me and you Right now I breathe in silent wonder Seeing the sun set makes me blue Crushed I was feeling sorry for you I was vivacious and strong and I knew I did not belong to death calling you For I was living and I was dying How can both coexist as one in you two months passed in quit contemplation meditation and spending time with you Peace I felt began to flow all through I had crushed the cancer in me and you.