Friendship

You\'re the ghost of my past; I allowed myself to be free.

You\'re the ghost of my past; I allowed myself to be free.

For years I searched the shadows of my mind,
Replaying every word, trying to find
The exact moment I caused your pain,
Walking through a self-inflicted rain.
I spent my energy, my youth, my peace,
Begging for a pardon that would never cease,
Believing I was broken, flawed, and cold,
Believing every lie that I was told.

 

It took me time to finally see the light—
To realize I had never lost the fight.
I hadn\'t hurt you; I had done no wrong.
I’d played the victim in a cruel song
Where the truth was hidden right beneath my nose:
You used me for the comfort of your clothes,
Taking every little piece I had to spare,
Then stripping back the gifts that weren\'t quite fair,
Reclaiming what you gave, with greedy hands,
Leaving me to sink into your shifting sands.

 

As of yesterday, the chains are snapped in two.
I am done with apologizing to you.
I am living for myself, not for your grace,
No longer running in a pointless race
To soothe a fragile ego built on pride,
With nowhere left for my true self to hide.

 

I don’t care if I offended or upset,
I am wiping clean the ledger of regret.
I will prove to you, with every breath I take,
You’re not worth another tear for old time\'s sake.
My energy is mine, my spirit strong,
I’ve found the person I was all along—
The one you tried to shatter and destroy,
The one you treated like a passing toy.

 

You lost your grip. The illusion has been undone.
You hold no power now.
I have won.