It's getting harder everyday,
just to find a way,
to make it through the day alive.

No one seems to see,
the pain within me,
and the silent pleas for help.

It's getting harder to believe,
that I can beat this disease,
when it has control of me,
I'm weak.

Everything I feel,
no longer feels real,
as the disease steals,
my heart.

I am just a man,
what else can I do?
The only thing that can save me,
is you.