Fucked Up and Flawless

So recently I was invited to participate in a spoken word poetry open mic night and the subject was death.
It is a subject I am all too familiar with having spent the first part of my career as a nurse and some of my third as a support worker for people diagnosed with blood cancers.
I wrote this poem a while ago and was going to perform this for the open mic night but I ended up coming up with something else, something way more raw, so now I can share.
This one is for you NP...x