Eventually, does the pain go away

When it becomes to much to bear

Does it torment you till you're an inch from death

Then withdrawls, leaving nothing left

A numb, empty shadow of what once was

Are you better off there?

Would you rather burn in flames

Then float in empty space?

Neither way will help you through

When the reaper comes for you

So what's the better way

To go and meet your maker.

I would rather walk through the fire

Than go one day numb

My pain makes me who I am.

Without it I am nothing.

I will never stop fighting

I will always die trying

I will not let them defeat me

They will eventually end me

But I'll still be me

And I'll have the ultimate victory.