Treading Water

My flesh is screaming, if the cancer is me, Then cut me out and set me free. No more to endure The sight of the shore, While drowning capsized out at sea. If I let myself go, limbs aching and slow, So close to that shore, Then no more I’ll know Of those I have missed Of faces unkissed Of drowning in tears of sorrow But to them I will pass, a pain that will last Forever they’ll sail, B’neath skies overcast. A hurt so deep A pain they'll keep, My drowning will anchor them fast. So tethered am I to what I'm denied, A childless mother I must abide By rules so cruel Yet love is the fuel And from drowning I shall not have died.