Dragged Your Feet

You drift around place to place as if the wind drags you along
How long has it been since you've been home?
It's been days, months, and almost years since you've been gone.
Why do you make others comfortable and leave?
I know you did it to more people than just me
Does it make you feel powerful knowing you can be someone's only relief?
To be a remedy to the feelings of loneliness and depression like a pill to a sickness.
But darling, just like that pill, you leave a bitter aftertaste, and you only help momentarily.
But no matter how temporary and bitter you may be, the way you dragged your feet when you left has created a clear path for me to follow behind,
we will meet again a long, painful this track, but the question is: am I strong enough for the walk?
After you took my mental states and crushed it to crumbs like chalk?
After you left me as empty and useless as a create that has lost its valuable possessions
Why should I have to deal with your constant acts of oppression?
The chains have been cut, and I've relieved all the tension of your words that once kept me afloat like a raft in my own dark sea of my unspeakable confessions.
Will you throw away the keys to the chains you once kept on me?
Or will you haunt my mind and heart forever like a ghost who can never be put to peace?