Fear

These things are ripping my heart to shreds
I can do absolutely nothing to help
I find I am powerless as many others have said
I never knew the sadness I have recently felt.

I heard the word Cancer and my heart turned cold
Everyone knows that fear
How has this been unforetold?
How can I hold to what is dear?

With every week the prognosis seems worse
I find I weep in silence
I wish upon this thing a horrible curse
But its mystery is impenetrably dense.

I've only now begun to know her
Is it possible she'll be taken from me?
Everything once clear is now obscure
I pray on bended knee.

What will happen if she dies?
Could I ever understand it?
If she were gone could we all survive?
Dark creeps in where once her light was brightly lit.