I am lying still here in this place

This place that is filled with fear

Nothing but despair and pain I face

As I shed my broken tears

A life of sadness I have lived

Sorrow is my close friend

But in spite of all the pain and tears

I am not dead yet

Who brought the fire down on me

That which burns with betrayal and loneliness?

I wish to know, though it matters not

For I am not dead yet

On I will live

In spite of fear

In spite of pain, fear, and sadness

I'll stand up to shed my tears

For I am not dead yet