Unsaid

His body grows weaker by day,
Feeble at each stage,
But how to I admit it,
How do I say it?

We’ve fought it once,
We can do it again,
I hold on to that hope,
He does too, I think.

I am like a spectator,
I watch as the cancer takes over,
Piece by piece,
Part by part.

A part of me is giving up,
My life is falling out of pieces,
His eyes speak of his pain,
But what more can I do?

“In riches and in lack”.
“In health and in sickness”.
Those were my words, his too,
Our vows.

As days go by,
The reality of death dominates,
His death,
But how do I say those words?

We’re losing a fight,
My heart knows it,
But the world would judge me,
Judge my dimming faith.

I want to speak my fears,
But it’s a shame to show weakness,
I am scared to let them see my eyes.
So I let them see my tears.

If I could speak,
I’d speak it all,
But no, I don’t want to be the hopeless wife,
I want the wife that I hoped for.