The doors slide open and the smell of Iodoform and other chemicals fill my nose.

The nurse leads us down the halls to the chemo room as our foot step echos

There's several people hooked up to chemo machines in the small room, most were bald.

A lady sat my mother down in one of the chairs.

The lady in scrubs took out a shot with a long needle, I was appalled

My mother told me to watch because it doesn't hurt,

I watched as the needle plunged into the port on her chest.

My mom was trying to be strong but I could see she was struggling,

she always tried to reassure us she was okay, she did her best.

Since my mom started having this poison pumped into her body

her hair has become grey and defined wrinkles gathered on her face.

It was sad seeing her this way, I hated that place.

It's been a few years since she's been officially cancer free

She's better now and is home with me