As the sick and diseased die we are left on this earth to wonder alone, not knowing what to do, not having anyone to hold. Sitting alone in the dark wishing that you can have just one person to talk to.
Thinking about how you use to hate this place so much, how can all this pain and suffering make you want to stay any longer? Whats the use of staying alive when the only person you loved is gone, and all your memories will be soon drifting off into the darkness of the world, and all that hard work, it was for nothing.
