Oh this lonely feeling thou hast known,
Thy life is pained misery unknown,
And thy pain is like hardened stone,
Rotting and rotting thy inner stone.

This rock thy holds in thy chest,
Cannot possibly be thy best,
But oh, the woes one undergoes,
Through life’s most unpleasant treacheries

Please understand these savages,
These most devastating illnesses,
For once thou cannot see the light,
O’er this once unending plight.

The world, lost in its glory,
Now shall fall like a story,
One upon another,
And once upon another yet,

Your woes lost in the sadness,
Alone with your ever darkened soul,
Shall fall again into the darkness,
That someone hast stole,

The last line of defense,
Now forever broken,
Go forth for thy shall reference,
Freedom forever unbroken.

You see your friends,
Fall over from the pain,
Yet still you continue to strive,
For glory unstained.

And lest be forgotten,
Others who have gotten you here,
Don’t lose faith,
For they will not forget,

Life has its woes,
Saddened but forever true,
But can you construe,
What I am telling you?

Thy pained misery,
Will be forever forgotten,
As once you pass on,
Shall you be born again?