
My hearts aching
with agony and sadness
your word of death scare me and I tell you
that everything is going to be fine; you'll be fine
I speak confidence in these words
even though I don't feel it
I don't cry for I know I must be the strong one
I must not show the fear and sadness
I have to be solid
when I think of you and your words about your living will
I let a few drops escape my eyes and then quickly scrub them away
you speak of dieing
even if it may be true
I will keep praying and pretending to be strong
because I will not believe you are dieing
I will not believe it is true

