Still I live, though my heart stands still
Still I dream, though the void doth fill
Living still, where the world doth fade
Living still, in the life unmade

As a child, I dwelt in realms of make-believe
As time's wings touched wind, I now live still
Dreams used to sing, now naught they bring
Mired in between, living still and a vain dream
To break free, to feel, to heal—yet I live still
As the years' wheel spins, stealing everything

Still I live, though my heart stands still
Still I dream, though the void doth fill
Living still, where the world doth fade
Living still, in the life unmade

I keep admiring thy fire that once transpired
Four more years I might expire, as thine inspired
But though thy life wast much like living still
At least it blazed fiercer than mine e'er will
So ere thy time, thy brilliance set, thus vita finita est
The Conqueror Worm ne'er taketh rest

Still I live, though my heart stands still
Still I dream, though the void doth fill
Living still, where the world doth fade
Living still, in the life unmade

There was a time I felt truly alive
Back then, my mind did ponder why
Now I strive to soar, to feel alive
This time, no 'why' shall cloud my sky
Each word I scribe, doth feel as wasted time
Yet 'tis the balm for this weary soul of mine

Still I live, though my heart beats low
Still I dream, through the undertow
Living still, as the stars doth wane
Living still, in a world of pain

Still I live
Living still
Life ever so still