The year that I turned twenty-nine
I shot off from the starting line
New employment, sparkly rings
Wainwrights ticked, amazing things
My ducks were lined up in a row
All set to fall like dominoes
I didn’t see it coming.
A little tiredness here and there
But not enough to warrant care
Turning 30 is so close
The birthday that we fear the most
This year I said I will embrace
And then I fell flat on my face
I didn’t see it coming.
A fall that filled my eyes with stars
Like cells which floated round the jar
“Malignant, that’s for sure” he said
My skin turned blue, my eyes burned red
The needle prised the mass apart
It’s click a shotgun to my heart
I didn’t see it coming.
These are the prime years of your life
To build careers, to be a wife
And just like that the smoking gun
Took dreams away, a life undone
The peak of my fertility
The stench of vulnerability
I didn’t see it coming.
So now I’m heaped upon the track
The sun eclipsed, my world gone black
Far ahead my friends I see
I wonder who will wait for me
This year was set to be my best
The 3-inch tumour in my chest
I didn’t see it coming.
Laura writes... 
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