I live each day in mounting fear
With a feeling that the end grows near
Scared of loosing all who I hold dear
A fear that they'll soon disapear
It stabs my heart like a rusted spear
Draining my eyes of every tear
My relentless terror grows increasingly sheer
It causes all my thoughts to smear
So that in my mind nothing is clear
I'm sometimes taunted by breif thoughts of cheer
But to them I can never persevere
For I'm halted by my grotesque fear
And to it I will always adhere
I sometimes attemp to drown it with beer
But in the end it's always still here
So weakly I cry hoping someone will hear
Then selfishly waiting for them to appear