Fear of Dying

You hid the truth of how ill you are

So “You wouldn’t think I was defective”

So I wouldn’t lose interest in us, as one

Didn’t you ever think, that’s why I love you

You disappear to where, for weeks on end?

I don’t know if you are preparing me for worst

Or accepting the fact you will soon be dead

I tell you how much courage you have, to face this down

You tell me that you are scared, and can no longer go on

I tell you to be brave, I am with you…you will survive

I was right, the light lives on inside you and gives you strength

You have overcome before, and you will, you must, this time again

I say a prayer each night, that you will get a little better each day

So I may love, live, and laugh with you, in the sunlight of my care