• I’ve got a pulse here now, I’m sure
    My breath is slow and clear
    My heart will keep, it will endure
    So listen: I’m still here.

    My fingers skitter down the veil
    Which seemed so frail and sheer
    I fight and push to no avail
    But listen: I’m still here.

    Just wait, I swear I’ll make it back
    Don’t cry and rage and fear
    Though no sound or light seeps through the cracks
    Please listen: I’m still here.

    Please open up the curtains, and
    Take sheets down off the mirrors
    I may not know just how I am
    But HEAR ME: I'm still here!

    Don’t pack the things I brought for you!
    Don’t give up on me, my dear!
    My pictures as smoke go up the floo
    Stop it! I'M STILL HERE!