The Fight

Thought it was just a hair loss

Normal, I’d say….

When each passing day

I’m losing all the energy, 

I can’t even stand on my own.

My hair, my crowning beauty 

It’s falling nonstop.

I don’t want to take a look in a mirror

Now that i am bald

The fear of facing this reality 

Is creeping down my nerves.

My body is slipping away,

And the only rope that’s pulling me still

Are the friends and family which never stops to give me hope,

I am getting weaker and weaker,

But for them, I have to fight my way to live 

And defeat this illness I am with.

-Angelica Mabubay