‘Happiness will grow’

Just wrote something for all of us going through treatments:)

It’s an ongoing cycle of single and double line

Every month hoping for the perfect sign

For some it’s taking a pill

For some it’s sharp things into your skin

It’s emotional it’s exhausting it’s tiring

You just want it bad for you and the person who gave you that ring

My heart stops when the caller says next time

I question my existence and look up to ask why not this time

What did I do wrong why is my wait that long

They say you have love, you have support be strong

My strength, my weakness, my hopes are all fading away

One day Inside me happiness will grow is all I pray