Her Sickness...

Everything was perfect,
Til she got sick.
Things were going well,
Even the burning candle wick.

Since the diagnosis,
That unforgettable day,
I cry at night,
Wishing she could stay.

It's hard to understand,
Why these things happen,
I can't figure out,
Why i hear heaven tappin'.

It's calling her name,
It was been for years.
But she's fighting back,
Through blood, sweat and tears.

It's horrible and uncontrollable,
It's a terrible thing to go through.
It takes control,
And problems brew.

3 years of pain, of sickness,
Of medication, of tears.
Of sleepless nights,
And newly discovered fears.

One day it'll all be over,
Good or bad; we'll never know.
Until that day comes,
Only time will show.