Lost In The Crowd | Cancer Poem

I wrote this poem 155 days after being diagnosed with breast cancer.

During treatment, most people in my life didn't let me get away with saying "I'm fine." They cared and wanted to know more details, yet I so longed to be able to return to the days when "I'm fine" was taken as the truth. I hope I now have compassion for others who are not "fine", yet will have wisdom to know when to press for details, and when to let them be invisible.

Will the day return

when I am invisible again?

When people will ask, "How are you?"

and I will say

and it will be taken

at face value

and conversation will continue

like everything is normal,

because it is?

Will I like being invisible again?