The 5%

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I never thought I’d be here,

Thinking about this today.

Back facing my worst fear,

It’s back again they say.


A 5% chance of return,

That felt like nothing to me.

The future felt like no concern,

Now I find it hard to see.


I never thought I’d be here,

Experiencing this pain.

The path ahead remains unclear,

I’m not ready to do it again.


A chance so small it felt unreal,

My life was back on track.

I don’t even know how I feel,

That the endo could be back.


I never thought I’d be here,

Thinking about my choice.

So in shock there are no tears,

Finding it hard to use my voice.


For now I want to just shut it all out,

And pretend it’s all okay.

But instead I’ve got to learn about,

How I’m going to get through each day.

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