When i was going through chemo a lady in the waiting area said to me ’ i feel i have gone through a door marked cancer and there is no return everything is different from the other side, this struck me and i decided to write this poem its not that good but sums it up.
There it is ‘the door’
Large and heavy
One word above it
CANCER
No one wants to enter
Results day looms
the door opens
In I go.
‘Let me out’, I cry
but the door
is locked, shut forever
No Way Back
A different world
painful, fearful, horrid
Many tears, long nights
and Struggles.
Its dark, scary
but light does shine
I suppose I get,used to it
but i look back longingly.
There are too many
dark, scary corners.
Thankfully I am not alone
others encourage me.
Life will never be
the same again
I wish it could be.
The door is SHUT.
Oh yes. That sums it up. Your poem is SO good. I remember those carefree days before going through the door. We are all in a different world now, all of us on this side of the door.
Love Ali
That poem is really good - that is exactly how it is. I was reading about a breast cancer patient the other day and their husband described the experience ’ like going into a foreign country where you dont know where you are and dont speak the language’ - though that was very true.
Well done on this poem - such talent out there!!! You should look into getting it published somehow.
That was very good! It really is like going through a door. Not many people know what its like to be on the other side. I’d like to think we better people for it? What do you think? Suzy
Like the bit in your poem about the light shining in the scary dark room and the bit about getting used to it. When I was diagnosed nearly 4 years ago never thought I would get used to it…but yes you do.
No Suzy I am not a better person for getting breast cancer though I know some people like to think they might be!
Liverbird, are you a scouser? if so, well so am i, and you are so on the ball with that fantastic poem, do some more and get them published, you have a great talent for telling it how it is for us bc folk
Arh your all so kind in responding to the poem. I am in the process of writing one about tamoxifen so will post if i ever finish it…
I was talking to someone last week who said they accepted their BC and thought it had helped them as a person and they had learn’t alot and it had made them a better person.
As much as i respect her and the way she has accepted this ‘crap’ I HATE IT and said so. The other week i was at a party and someone opposite me had the lowest top ever on I thought why did i have to have a mastectomy? Not that i was into low tops anyway. Others were talking about their fancy hols, they dont need extra insurance. yet another is stick thin plays tennis and goes to the gym. Was i thankful i have had cancer you can bet i was not 3stone heavier with tamoxifen and excruciating headaches at the mo. Sorry just needed a huge MOAN.
Alison I am a scouser through and through kid and proud of it, from Aigburth tho the posh part of Liverpool lol, Has it got any???
well, i am from a posher place than you Liverbird, i grew up in Kirkby!!! its a small world, and hey, i still wear low cut tops, though you’d have to pull the front forward to see any cleavage!! and the left side is full of scars!!! and bc has not made me a better person, a more bitter and angry one yes, but i feel i have a lot to be angry about
Hi fellow scousers! It’s a crazy thing and I don’t know if you 2 agree, but I do feel an affinity with folk from my homeland! I now live in Cumbria, but go back to scouseland every few wks. Will be in the Old Swan on fri 17th for my sister in laws, nephews passing out party, he’s a para trooper, (my lovely, unrelated but close extended family!) I’m from the Old Roan, nr Aintree racecourse.
Ruth, I wrote you a private message a couple of wks ago and when I sent it, it said there was no one with your name! I poss did it all lowercase? Anyway, tried to rectify and lost the whole message which was quite long, discussing the coming LFC season etc!
I was so pi**ed off, and it was late and I was going away next day, never re-sent it!
But thinking about you. Like the poem, I am sure there would be a market for a collection of poems on this subject, if not from one person, maybe from a group like ourselves, maybe as a fund raiser? Interested? Has it already been done? I would be happy to contribute, we all have enough subject knowledge!
Hi Irene, well being a true scouser think i might have just put my big size 8 in it with the calendar girl lot, bit miffed that they don’t want recons too, cos we need bra manufacturers to take on board that our new breasts from ld flaps are a tad wider in girth than conventional breasts!!!
I wrote a poem a while ago about what I feel about all the support we give each other.bcpals very kindly put it on their home page its called ‘For You’ and you can see it if you go to bcpals,you dont need to be a member to see the poem.