Leukemia

She held me as I cried,
Not knowing what else to do.
Knowing that she would lose me in a month or two.

No medicine could cure me,
It just made me suffer,
So I could live a little longer.
But I am starting to shut down and lose all control.

I look into her eyes and smile sadly as I say,
'Do not blame your self after I go.
There was nothing you could do.
Just... remember who I was... and that... I... loved.. you.'

I close my eyes for the last time,
Hearing her cry above me.

My sister held me as she cried,
Because she could not save me from Leukemia.

*I wrote this when I had read a book about two sisters which one had leukemia*