I am all alone
I could only talk to the walls
Everything is unknown
There is a little light where my shadow falls
I tried talking to my own shadow
“When will all this end?”
He didn’t seem to know
My scared little pretend friend
It’s been a very long time
Since I saw the sun shine
Or hear the church bells chime
Dreams and reality intertwine
I no longer know where, when or why?
Somehow I’d forgotten all about life
Perhaps this is how I will die
Not the farmer’s wife and her carving knife!