These Are My Scars | Cancer Poem

I was born naked
Perfect skin
Ten fingers ten toes
One mouth one nose
To breathe life into my lungs
I cry out

I grow
I learn
I stumble
I earn
I fall
I stand tall

Then you came
Death and destruction
Fear and shame
Monster of many names
I cry out

Needles needles needles
Poison
Cut open
Born naked
Imperfect
I cry out

Your footsteps follow
Darkness and doubt
Sadness and anger
Fear of your shadow upon me
I crawl
I grope
I struggle
I fall
I cry out
I stand tall

Born naked
These are my scars
I wear them proudly
I stand tall
I cry out