I'm sitting, waiting, in front of the mammography room. I have to submit to annual inspection. I would not admit it, but I'm confused and I'm afraid.
Fear does not change things and it hurts the head, heart and stomach tightens.
courage seems gone, annulled, without a trace. It remains one bite without mercy and that is crushing me from myself.
have a hole now. I'm just empty inside and around.
I have X-rays: once more the breast studied in the cold room.
look forward to concluding the review and hear the outcome. And I am. They are still at large.
I would run away and do nothing. No more visits, inspections, expectations ...
What cowards!
I am only one of many people in battle and I feel like I was alone.
Damn ... I'm not alone.
am a piece of the jigsaw and I remain in my place.
In me is all you need to arm the courage.
In me are the balance that every day is reborn, renewed and grows and the happiness of being here now, waiting, terrified, but alive, tile of a mosaic of flesh, blood, soul button.
over. Examination passed with distinction.
Yet I can not smile.
The smile will come.
has roots in that void that I can swallow, in the vacuum that is filled with memories, hopes, faith, courage so. The
return smile on my face ...
awaits him with you
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