The life inside my sole Has died and turned cold. Instead of a warm beating heart, I have this lifeless crumbled rock. Instead of a life of laughter and happiness, I have this cold endless depression. Instead of thoughts of love, I have this cold empty place Where there is only disaster And suicidal thoughts. But I will survive. I always have. I put my faith in the lord, My savior. I will survive, If only to die fighting.