Way Away

She stood in the grass, the sun was shining brightly across the field, a few distant white clouds scattered over the sky. The wind blew a strong warm breeze, that smelled of the past. The landscape that she knew so well rested before her. The creek that she had once imagined as a moat surrounding her castle, lay stagnant and still... the tree that served as a haven and a lookout, bore the faint signs of carvings from tiny hands way up in the overgrown branches...the tall grasses that served as a protection against discovery for two young loves playfully embracing in the spring, now dead and empty swaying sadly with the gusts. She pondered all of this, while closing her eyes and remembering. She stood only a few paces away from two destinies. One was held in the house behind her, a building was all it meant to her now. The other was in her car to her side, the trunk still open from packing the only remaining remnants of what used to be her presence in that house. She turned slowly.... closed the trunk, and drove away. She never looked over her shoulder, a single tear slid slilently down her face, her knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel. She sped emensely as though afraid of something unseen pursuing. The fear and anxiety that the house had caused even during this brief stay slowly ebbed away, the further she got away from it, her grip loosening on the wheel. The past dwindled behind, as the vast road stretched before her.

I think I'm breaking out
I'm gonna leave you now
There's nothing for me here, it's all the same
And even though I know
That everything might go
Go downhill from here, I'm not afraid

Way away away from here I'll be
Way away away so you can see
How it feels to be alone and not believe (Feels to be alone and not believe)
Feels to be alone and not believe anything- Yellowcard