Written by: The Dark Angel... this poem inspired me like no other... The will to live, is something I don't have it's not something you hold, or something you grab It's something that comes from your soul. to find it you have to dig deep, deep as a mole. I never had it, that urge in me I always gave up, and let things be. I stayed alone, with no friends at all With no one to comfort me, or heed my call. as sad as it sounds, it's alright with me with no one around, I sit alone happily.