The shaking, how cold and fragile I feel
Of departed spirits manifesting its zeal
All of this pain that has been brought upon me
For it will stay with me as far as the eye can see…

Her death brought upon so many tears
The habits that caught up with her undone affairs
Her time came too soon in a just god's eye
The time was never right to die

Fraught with intense fear and stress
Rife within an opportunity supposedly towards success
Nothing but a bitter, cowardly spiel
The shaking, how cold and fragile I feel…