Fireplace cracks the silence
We're done taking nonsense.
In the dead of night,
Sitting tensely cross-legged
On the same stained couch,
I'm about to leave now.

The wheels roll down the pavement
No one follows, only the sound of rain trickles
And I know deep down
This place isn't safe to stay anymore.

Dark street lights almost made me trip
My head is empty but the feelings are killing me
I've solved the image you made of me
Now there's nothing left of what you thought of me
But I knew in my soul it was time to let go

The new page is left open.
The book is in my hand now
And the pen was stolen from you.