If there were but some other place,
a place where shadows do not grow,
I would go to be there in that space,
where happier things I just might know.
Away from fear and hurt and pain,
and so many lonely, empty days.
Perhaps to see the sun's light again,
to feel a joy while my spirit plays.
If only just once more a time to see,
not how things are in my everyday,
but rather how things were meant to be,
before things decayed and went away.
Trapped in this unlit shadowed place,
of the loneliest and very darkest kind.
Forever lost am I, lost without a trace,
A prisoner of my own overactive mind.
There is no other place that I can go.
No other place to see...
there is no other place, I will ever know.
there's only me....
