'Tis not fear that binds me here,

'Tis the knowledge I do not have.

I fear for we may not have time left,

And we die, wither away.

...

For we know not when fate chooses our demise,

Fate cares not about our families pleading cries,

Though it may seem merciless, everyone dies.

...

'Tis not fear,

I am not bound,

Not bound here!

...

'Tis the knowledge,

The knowledge for which I do not have,

For which I seek.

...

For we know not the day of our demise,

And I hope I see my answer before I hear those cries,

For I have met my day of demise...

...

~ Lily, member of the I.C.U