Sick
I’m sick of being sick knowing the man of the house is sick.
This is the situation when you have to face the reality and not in easy way.
It’s not a high blood pressure, diabetes, high cholesterol etc etc.
Cancer.
It sounds unreal when you heard your auntie is having a cancer, your friend’s parents or someone else on TV or magazine, celebrity, public figure whatsoever.
It something you can see, hear or read, but your own parents?
It’s sick.
Suddenly, you’re running out of time.
You have so much love to be given, so much hopes and fears to be shared, but you don’t know where to start.
This is the situation when you have no choice but to move forward.
You don’t have time to think, because you only can hope for something. Something calls miracle.
You’re doing the same shit everyday, meeting the same people, dealing with the same thing, earning money to survive. But this time is different, bcos you can’t think about tomorrow without crying.
Sick.

