Giving Up Is Not An Option

The prognosis is very grim Expectations soon growing dim Some doctors say there seems no way You may not live another day But deep within there comes a voice “It’s up to you, you have a choice To live or die you must decide To fight death comes from deep inside” The voice within urges you on “It’s not my time, I can’t be gone I still have so much more to do To take a breath and live anew” I cheated death just one more time I learned to write, I learned to rhyme My soul is free, my thoughts to roam My little voice said, “Welcome Home”