The Vacated

As the wind blows, hope from sorrow
This place we used to call our home leaves me cold as stone

The voice of the vacated is still present, in a way it has never left
I wish the pain away but it holds in my skin
Old wounds are the words I have left unsaid
The pain behind these eyes is the kind you don’t forget

You’ve taken everything, more of me that anyone ever has
Now I’m taking it all back
Taking it back

We were tethered, you and I
Tangled up in a lie, intertwined

We were tethered, held together
I may seem free, but I’m lost behind your eyes

Pain is shaping who I am
Time is taking me away from this
When I arrive, survived and determined
I can rebuild with the pieces that remain untaken

I may be broken and hurting in this place you left
Place you left
But in a flicker, this will be a memory
Years in the past