Somewhere there's a heaven,
but you'll not see me there--
I've left the path so long ago,
but I don't know where.
Somewhere there's a weeping man,
a victim of his mind,
inner torment is his curse,
his eyes it renders blind.
Somewhere my hand slipped away,
as you held on tight,
somewhere I was snatched away
by shadows in the night.
Somewhere there's a little boy,
crying all alone,
lost inside my twisted heart,
wanting to come home.
Originally published under the nom de guerre, twowolves80 at allpoetry.com
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