I Was Like a House II

Broken windows and shards of glass

Empty rooms with peeling wallpaper

An empty bookshelf, its mementos lost

The floorboards creak as I tiptoe around

Careful as I try not to make too much sound

The door of this room is wide open

Yet I somehow still feel trapped

It's as though I have the choice to leave

But I can't make myself do it

I can hear your voice echoing through the walls

Your handprints are all across the walls

There areewww pieces of you hidden under the floorboards

I want to just walk away from it all 

But there are hidden pieces of you everywhere

It'll take me a while to get rid of all of you

Though I know it's possible and it will be done

Slowly but surely I will fix everything

That you and everyone else has ever broken 

Some things can't be repaired but they can be replaced

I think there will always be subtle traces of you

And maybe that's not such a bad thing

It'll remind me of what I have now

And that I'll always keep those I love with me in some way

I am like a house and I am slowly rebuilding the damaged parts

There will be future renovations and additions

I look forward to seeing what others add to me

10/06/22