When faced with death, emotions will soar from happiness to anger within a blink of an eye. Had it not been for my musings, family and friends, I would not have survived. I talk about Cancer, often metaphorically through my poetry. I slash dragons and chase monsters- all who are named Cancer. I look in the mirror and all I see is Cancer. Cancer can consume me. It becomes my identity. I speak for all who are fighting cancer or hold the hand of a loved one who is fighting cancer. We are brothers and sisters. We travel the same path. We wear the same mask. We are you. You are me. We are Cancer.