I Was Alone at Night

I was alone, at night,
when reality came to stay.
You only have a few months left,
before I go away.

My Stoic manner, crumbled,
it had developed a crack.
My confidence in fighting this disease,
took a huge step back.

You must stay strong,
to fight this, is what my mind did say.
Stay positive on the morrow,
it will be better in the light of day.

I put on a good front,
when I see those, I know,
but I will tell you at times,
my mind really won't let go.