I have a tumour or THE tumour as I often think of it

I hate it, it’s my enemy, trying to take me down, opposing my path, blocking my way and bullying my future!

Just fuck off and leave me alone but its part of me but I can't see it that way. Its something that’s destroying me and I just wouldn't do that, that’s not me.

I want it to go just to fucking go away, go away but it won't...it won't

For all my fame, fortune and powers of this world I have no control of the one thing I should have, what and myself does that tell me or you even

The tumour is talking to me, it does that when I am thinking about it, arguing to it, I’ll shout abusive questions and I suppose it answers...I answer

"For all your wealth and fortune you are no different to any other man, your money does not make you better or more worthy on the space you walk through, I am here to show you that" THE tumour tells me

I am a man no different to the next, we are all the same and the possessions you gain mean fuck all, nothing…nothing…nothing, those people I passed, though I looked down upon from my money high mountain have the one thing I want, a life, now I wish I could walk amongst them