Where once there was you
There is space
Space that is mine to fill
That is wide
Empty
Where silence… echoes
Where the only answers to be found
Are inside
A vacuum that calls to be filled
A missing piece that desire seeks to replace
But what will fit
Within this re-shaped frame of life?
Searching
In all the wrong places
And with every disappointment, with every bruise
Each road leads
Back here
To me
Soundtrack:
Hit The Switch – Bright Eyes
All roads lead to self.