Please, don't tell me this is happening that I'm falling into the hands of death - for I am frightened and I do not understand. What is it that's replaced the blood flowing through these veins? At times, the pain is unbearable and from tears, I cannot refrain. Is it cancer that's riddled my body or perhaps something worse? How long will it take to adjust to this disease, and its' curse? Will I have time to put things in order to my loved ones...say good bye? To answer all their questions and try to explain why? There's still so much to live for so I'll try to hold on...but how? Dear Lord, I simply must ask you Why do you come for me now?
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