Gone

Already taking steps away
I say farewell to the house behind me,
filled with all the old memories of you
and I dancing beneath a ceiling of love.

Too many loves come and gone etched me
and their name with such distrust into the paint
crumbled walls of a room too distant for me.
Too many nights I had learned that crying
was the only way I could grow tired
and sleep somewhere where your memories
never haunt me but it did not come to be.

Oh darkness calls along these lines
drawn across my wrist and down my shoulders.
The singing dreams of peace only remind me
that even when the heart wants to reunite
that the mind must walk away.
All the love spent between the two
who were allowed to touch the secrets
of this house so deeply must now burn.

I shall burn this house down with all
the pictures of you and I intertwined as one.
All the trinkets and old love treasures shall sit on top
of this dresser and slowly die with the fires.
No longer can I stand and wait for forgiveness to come
and no longer shall I wait for truth to be my friend.
I must move on from this house burning behind me
in the dead silence of the night.

Turning, I walk away from the past and into my real future...