I weep and cry
Thinking of the blinding shame.
I wonder how
I can keep my cool and still act sane.
Don't know why
I have never lost your name.
Yet how can I,
Stand here idly by the grave?

If I couldn't see tomorrow,
Then tonight would be in vain.
As my fear becomes reality,
My life begins to fade.
And since it has come back to haunt me,
I fight this sense of blame.

I close my eyes
As I am drenched in this cold and freezing rain.
There is no light
And the gloom spreads throughout my brain.
Seems as though
My life has poured down into the drain.
I was alive
But now it seems Death has taken us away.

If I couldn't see tomorrow,
Then tonight would be in vain.
I had believed that I would see you,
Each and every day.
And now that the thought has departed,
The Raven comes to stay.