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It's too Late
I’m slowly giving in.
I’m becoming weaker and weaker.
This battle is no longer my own.
Time is slipping away from me.
I’m leaving, and never will I return.
And there’s nothing anyone can do.
I’ve never told you the truth.
But here it goes.
I’ve been dying for 2 years now.
No one has known but me.
I’ve kept it a secret for all this time.
I have never considered myself weak.
So I have kept things to myself.
But this time I’m weak.
I need your help.
I can no longer do this alone.
I need love, strength, and hope.
I need you.
The doctors say that my days are almost up.
Each and every day is another miracle for me.
The cancer is wining; it is robbing me of life.
I’ve cried my tears when no one is looking.
I’ve sat and wondered why this has happened to me.
I can’t believe I’m going to die.
I’ve hit rock bottom now.
I’ve never considered myself weak.
The pain is too much for me to handle.
I want to give in but not until the very end.
I’m going to make all the memories I can.
The doctors insist that I stay at the hospital, but I’m not.
So show me the way home.
Show me the way to my family.
Show me the way to love.
Let’s make memories while we still can.
Cancer takes away many things from a person.
It takes away anything that it possibly can.
It’s a matter of what I want it to take from me.
It may take away everything right now.
But I will not allow it to take away these moments.
These last days I have here on earth.
The love I have for my family.
They mean everything to me.
I thought I had all the time in the world.
I now know how dreadfully mistaken I was.
But now it’s too late for me to go back in time.
I would take back all the hurtful words I said.
I would give my children one more hug.
One more kiss.
I would read to my grandchildren one more story.
I would tell my grandchildren how much I love them.
How everyday they lit up my world.
I would die for one more “I love you.”
Just to go back I would die.
My last day is now here.
And I lay in the bed, fighting for a few more minutes.
There I lay with family all around.
This is not what I wanted in life.
I wanted to live forever, like I promised my grandchildren.
I guess there are just something’s I can’t keep promise to.
With my last breath I found my voice.
“I love you guys more than you will ever know.”
Tears now falling from everyone’s faces.
“We all love you too.” They said jointly
With that my eyes closed and they never opened.
But now I find myself sitting on a cloud high in the sky.
Watching over my family.
Smile on my face each and every day, every moment.
I can’t be there in person for them but I know they know I’m there.
And that will mean the entire world to me.
It was too late for me to change the past.
But hopefully it’s not too late for you.
Don’t take time and family for granted.
Maybe you will be spared the pain I went through.