What I am here for.

What am I here for?

For all the hearts that never spoke,
For all the waves that never broke,
For all the days once spent in shame,
For all the undiscovered names.

For all the dreams that never were,
For all the manuscripts that burned,
For all the lives in ages past,
For all the days that never last.

For all the tears that never fell,
For all the anger never quelled,
For all the shots that were never made,
For all the debts that were never paid.

For all the days we saw ahead,
For all the lives cut short instead.
For all the plans that could never die,
For all the hopes that will never fly.

For all the love with broken wings,
For all the deeds of many kings,
For all the tales of valor great,
For all the stories men create.

For all the books that were never read,
For all the goodbyes that were never said,
For all the children that were never born,
For all the heroes that were never mourned.

For all the freedoms we rejoice,
For all the outcries that we voice,
For all the bodies life will rend,
For all the lives that will never end.

For all the life we’ll ever see,
For all the things we’ll ever be,
For all thejoys I’ll ever write,
It is for these I live tonight.