There they lay,

Hospital bay,

Skin turning gray, from the inside out.

Your mind is full of doubt,

You wonder if your loved one will make it out;- Alive.

Being alive,

Is to strive,

But your loved ones health, took a dive.

Their body chained to a bed,

Too many thoughts in your head,

How long before you find them dead?

It breaks my heart,

It dis-heart-ends me.

To see someone suffer,

To the same illness, it should've been called murder.

Because cancer,

Causes so much pain,

To me it's a

Murderer,

 Killer,

Thief,

Monster,

Cause of someone to go insane...

But most of all,

A Dragon...