Its ten years since the melt down
I’m still alive
I should be happy
Some might say that
I’m the lucky one

I stare in disbelief
I ponder constructing my own death
I feel as if there is no other relief

Wondering why has god pick me
Among so many
The family I once had
Is now just a painful memory
Their graves I walk by
Much to numb to cry

There are others alive
Who still try to thrive
But if even to give birth
To nothing but molten deformities
All I can give is my worthless pity

Why were we so stupid and naive
I ask god to forgive humanity

Sometimes when I sleep
I think that I will wake
From this horrible fate
but alas it’s as real
as my peeling flesh
and the sores I feel