Unknown To Come

A Poem by kenny

It's my fault I caught a sickness in my bones,
I can't stand to leave you all alone.
yes I'm scared, and its hard to think,
as I continue to be held at my brink.
I know soon I'll slip away,
and then you can go on with your day,
but in this hour I beg you,
I have to.
before I disappear,
whisper something in my ear.
Please tell me something,
anything.
Because its your voice I want to be the echo,
as into the unknown I go.