I will pray for you

Stained and pained I lay here in guilt,
You lay in your bed withered in wilt.
I breathe, relieved, I have nothing to fear,
You hang in the balance, your failings sincere.

I think of you fragile and broken in time,
No words of mine can heal, so I pray in my mind.
My heart is heavy, my thoughts in dwell,
I think of those closest who ponder in hell.

I think of how tomorrow it could be me,
I think of how sacred on a whim life can be.
To love is to live, appreciate your self,
For one day untold, you may decline in your health.

I cannot think of the right thing to say,
I just progress in stress, I am hopeful each day.
I send out my love, I dare not think of gloom,
I cling to the image of seeing you wake soon.