Fading

about a dying women

The sun is shining, I feel it on my skin
the doctor says I have some time
my family weeps, they will not speak
echoes sound in my head
my memories they fade away quickly
the winter approaches ever so slowly
the cold sky darkens black like
a blanket of twinkling stars
I loved him more he does not care
I am fading, I have little control
Sleep has left me, i am lost
no hope is left for me
saddend heart,I quietly wait
my turn has come, the cure is too late