I hid out for days
In fear of the news,
The doctors bow their heads and say:
"There's nothing more that we can do,
You see the cancer, it has taken her bones,
We'll just have to wait and see,
It's beyond our control."

The treatments are stretching
Scarce and thin,
While your body is losing the battle
Being fought beneath your skin,
An army of white blood cells
Collectively admits defeat,
Rows and rows in their starch white sheets.

If I could, I swear I would,
Take your place, though I know you'd never have it
Never have it that way.
Our bodies are scarred with a trace
Of all that has been done,
Yet somehow, hope remains

Then every holiday
It's just the same routine of:
"take it all in, take it all in
This could be our last time as a family."

Through the bitter months
Our skin grows numb
You're left lying awake
Waiting for your time to.