Where am I, this place is shrouded in darkness
My light is gone, my spirit weakened
Self pity keeps me here
Like a chain and lock to a prisoner's cell
It keeps me in this place
Heartache took me to this place
Not so long ago
But escape is not impossible
Freedom close to me
Tired of the pain and pity
My lonely heart breaks free
My light is dim but is not gone
My spirit weak but lives
No longer am I bound to live
Within this frightful darkness
Never will I build a wall around my broken heart
For what was refuge soon became a blackened prison cell
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