I'm sitting here,
contemplating my current situation...

The end grows closer
With every tick of the clock...

I have no people
I am my own...

I thought of you today
And of a love so strong...

As days go by
I'm growing cold...

Theres no one around me
I'm stuck here in my mind...

All that is tangible, is not.
That which is real, is but a memory...

I'm losing my grip on reality,
You're all I've left to hold on to...

All the more it hurts when they shatter your heart...
That will never be truly whole again, ruined for...

Whatever shall we do, with this life we are given,
Love is said to be life, but i've yet to find it...

All around me there is love
And I am sitting here...

Life is but a conglomeration of memories
The now is but a memory of the future...