This poem is dedicated to all of those who are currently battling cancer, and are looking for some sort of guidance during this difficult time in your life. Remember that there are so many of us out here rooting for you to fight this and win against cancer, you have an entire world behind your back. I would also like to dedicate this poem personally to my aunt Rebecca, who is fighting her own fight of cancer. You are one of the strongest people I know, and just know that God is on your side, just as much as I and every other member of our family is.

Every night I'm kept wide awake
by the songbirds that roam through the fog,
whistling a tune for only me to hear
as this poison continues to split me in half,
while the rain begins to settle in
as the reality of this continues to haunt me
even when I finally sleep.

It is not a pretty sight
but there's no other way to fight this
so, here I am giving it every inch,
battling internally,
raging war on this poison,
cause I'm not ready to go
and He knows that I'm not done on this earth.
This is another detour I'm having to take,
and although it's not what I wanted,
He knew that this would make me stronger
than I was before.

Here I come
raging through the bloody battle fields,
with a sword in one hand,
and His love in the other,
and although sometimes I don't know what to do,
I look to my heart to guide me,
to the fog where the songbirds sing,
and I know I am meant to keep on fighting,
to fight this poison that has decided
to wage war on me.

Each day I'm growing more tired
and this battle takes a toll on me,
my body is ready to rest,
but my heart and mind are not done yet.
I'm hurting,
I'm hurting deeply cause of this cancer
is attempting to win,
but I look it straight in the eye,
and declare victory,
with the songbirds swirling in the fog
reigning me champion of this battle.