Nobody knows it but me

I keep thinking about things I will leave behind, the smiles I won’t be able to see, the faces that bring me so much joy only fading memories now


I look at myself wasting away

Everyone wondering what’s wrong I tell them I’m fine and everything is great



I’m lying



Terminal illness only a certain timetable for people like me to live

Doctors say it will take a miracle of modern medicine to save me



I will not be afraid



The prospect of death used to frighten me

Terrified of the thought that I won’t wake up one day

But now……



I know the Lord has me



My family and friends please forgive me for not telling you of my sickness, wasn’t my intention to deceive you I was only trying to spare you the worry about me

I am fine no need to worry, is what I tell them

As I lay here dying



And nobody knows it but me

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