Not Free of You Yet

In shadowed eve I see you there. Your hands twisted behind your back. I feel the iron of your stare. My calm facade begins to crack. That face I'm struggling not to see Was once a blessing to behold. Now all I want is to feel free. To look upon you leaves me cold. My soul's been clamped into a vice. So full of pain that won't let go. There's nothing left to sacrifice. Why you torment me,I don't know. Now I will stumble my way clear. Ungrip the hold you've had on me. I'll tell you I've shed my last tear. Just walk away and let it be.