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C.L. Monaghan
- Jul 18
- 1 min read

Boob Diaries #1 Battling Breast Cancer

Journey is a dirty word.

A journey full of pain and fear

Is not a journey I revere.

This journey, isolated and alone

Is not a journey I condone.

Journey is a dirty word

In suffering company, rest assured.

Forced upon a road less traveled

Struggling, choices momentarily shackled.

Oh, unwanted companion

Journey is a dirty word.

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