Cancer 2

Imagine being stuck
Where every nightmarish thing
walks and breathes and spills blood like wine
Imagine your father with skin like parchment
jaundiced
tired
lying on this field strewn with crying kids all screaming for mom
and you can do nothing
But watch him
as he tries to get up
and falls
and tries to get up
and falls
and you are so sore all over
from every night you have spent crying
and you weep and your throat closes up
and he still can not move
Imagine a house
where everything smells like bleach
and you feel death near like some people can feel a storm
your brother and sister are there
but they are so sore
so sore from the crying
and your father is walking down the stairs
with arms like spider legs
he is so skinny
nothing like himself
and you cant stop screaming
because it cant be him
it cant be that strong man that raised you
so you help no one
your father falls
and he cant get up
and you cant help him
you cant