Fly

there is a place, beyond the tears there is a place beyond the fear. when the sun goes to sleep your eyes are dry they no longer weep this is the place the dead ones go there black eyes search there whispers low this is the place beyond the dark no beauty here not even a spark this is the place when the end is near no-one hears the screams cant see the fear I've seen it once smelt the stench saw the walls the iron fence I found my peace i learnt to die what did you do? give up...or fly?