a cancer

Why do I feel the need to cry
Tears roll down my face and dry
Have you ever forced yourself to
Blinding thoughts travel through
Trivia and loose talk so distant now
Looking at the universe, wondering how
I don’t want to be a repetition of the past
I know my enthusiasm will not last
And how do I remain steadfast, when life
Tests in ways that appear finite
So many questions with no answers
Spread so fast, an unstoppable cancer
Maybe that’s why people want to quit
Simple really – to avoid being hit.