Back There

I don’t want to go back there,
That place that I call home,
I’d rather stay and be here with you,
Then go back there and feel so alone.
I held it in all day,
I tried so hard not to cry,
Then you held me and asked what was wrong,
And the tears streamed from my eyes.
I told you I couldn’t go back there,
That place had turned into hell,
The only thing that makes sense anymore,
Is that I’m beyond help I’m too unwell.
You told me you loved me,
And how my hurt makes you hurt too,
You say you live in a broken home,
And this you don’t want me to go through.
I fell asleep that night crying,
To a song I feel is my own,
Even though I will always love you,
I don’t want to go back there,
That place that I call home.