silence used to wrap me like a warm embrace
it made me feel at ease
just me, the four corners of my room, and Lana del Rey

ghosts inside my head emerged like a sunrise at night
tears and silent screams only the sleepless, the lost, and the grieved could hear
pen and paper were my sword and shield, carving my battles into words
and a silver steel for my wrist to escape

years drifted by; silence lost its embrace and was no longer a refuge
being alone these days now feels cold and gray, a reminder that you're not here with me
Lana’s soft echoes faded so slightly

And finally, the ghosts took their flight,
And finally, whispers once haunting are now bathed in light.
And finally, no more silver steel, just a bracelet to cover
And finally, just golden days and lighter air.