Walk Away

Everything was perfect; my life was in order.

Flames crackled in the night air, howling in bitter laughter.

It pained her to see, scarred her heart, more than the fire. It melted her heart until the cold could take over, sculpting it into a hideous, untrusting, provider of hatred.


Rocky mountain path, goodbye, when you walk away, shoes of glass, And I still hear you say, goodbye, goodbye