You'Re My Remedy Poem by Zubaida Boland

In the darkest times
When i'm about to die
Sleeping in the bed I've always thought of
where i'll leave this world
i'm sick and
i can't breathe without you my love

doctors have lost the faith of finding the cure
to save me they are unable
but they are living their lives
so i guess i ought to live what's left of mine
i'll be just fine
once you hold my hands
every single tear counts
when you cry over me
it makes the pain go away
then i realize that
you are my remedy
you are the cure i've been waiting to get
you are the only reason i'm getting healed
i want to recover just to live
as long as i can with you; D