Old house for sale

This is the old house we used to live in

This is the space in between

What is gone and what is lost

Don’t ask me about the value

Or what it costs cause this is so out of your reach

I call this agony

Wherever I go

It’s already been here

I find it hard to breathe

Whatever I take up

Has been taken before

Everything’s just an approach

We can just try to get close

But we won’t ever come to the point

And in case I let you see

What it all means to me

What you see will be your own reflection

I call this empathy

Wherever we go

We go there alone

I find it hard to breathe

Whatever we take up

Has been taken before

We just try to get close to it