They said so clearly,
"Theres nothing we can do honey"
But it still didn't make sense,
How could this happen to me?
I'm only 24 years old,
and have kids of my own.
They desperately need their mother,
And in 2 years time, I'll go?
I can't accept this,
this fate I didn't pick on my own.
I feel so cold and numb,
I feel so devastatingly alone.
My parents still don't know,
and my love cries with me at night.
He wants me to tell everyone,
He wants me to stay strong and fight.
How can I fight with all the tests,
blood work, and mammograms?
How can I expect hope and miracles,
that might be God's scams?
Some days I'm scared of my own thoughts,
I think of running or taking my life.
Whats the point of waiting to die?
My kids wont remember me, and I'm not someones wife.
Whats left for me in this world?
That I can live for in only 2 years?
Then I realize I have many who love me,
And me dying is one of their worst fears.
My parents, my family,
my love, and my kids.
I have to pretend to fight and hope,
For them.. until I close my eyelids.
So I'll act strong and brave,
I'll throw a smile on my face.
I'll try to live while I can for them.
And look to them for support and embrace.
But one day soon I wont be here,
and all of them will be crying.
I hope they will find peace with it,
When they realize I'm out there flying.
