Life has no meaning,
When you've already died.
It's just the remains of the body.
But your soul's not inside.

The heart's not pumping.
The brain's not understanding.
You carry on lifelessly.
There's no misunderstanding.

But if there's no meaning,
No motive or inspiration,
How do some continue.
For the full duration.

I've been through it all.
The living, the dying.
But I can't seem to hold on.
So I let go crying.