Teen Poetry Collections

Cancer Is

by a young woman, age 15

Black and grey smoke
Inside your body
Tearing at your insides
Eating until you are weak and can’t do anything
Until your body gives up on life
You feel like there’s no hope of getting better
You want to get better, but you can’t
It tastes like bitter lemons
That make your face tighten up
And you just want to relax your face
But the bitterness won’t let you relax