Still me

 

Still me

 

Lopsided , wonky, awkward, misshapen 

And shaken.

Unbalanced, uneven, distorted, 

My chest unsupported. 

Disfigured , warped and swollen,

My shape has been stolen.

Deformed maimed, scarred 

And mutated

Deep down , devastated.

 

Painful, achy,

So much sleep -

Wakey wakey.

Exercises to keep

Rest, naps kips, snooze,

Tender and bruised.

 

Will I care 

That people might stare

Or look elsewhere?

Am I prepared?

 

Un-shapely, swollen, sore, 

So different from before.

Disproportioned, one sided,

A little lopsided.

But it was decided

And I'm clear sighted. 

 

Life saved, felt brave and I praise 

And thank you - so grateful! 

And I appreciate 

After discussion, debate.

Did not hesitate. 

Feel humbled and blessed 

You got rid of my diseased breast.

And although I'm not the same physically,

What I see mentally

Is still me.

 

Linda Lawrence

With thoughts from August 2025