Having you by my side brings comfort to my heart,
Because nobody has been listening and I know they will not start.
I have walked the long road illness brought into my life,
I have done my best to triumph among the days of strife.
My calls to the office have been pushed under the door,
But now I think it is too late for the doctor to do more.
I wonder what words to say into your sleeping ear,
And whether to go out under the stars or simply stay right here.
I finally wake you from your dream and hold you so very close,
I try to whisper the message you will need the most.
Although you reach for the phone, desperately trying,
Help will never reach me for I am already dying.