
# Six Months Free (Eleven Months Gone) **By Langley Corey** **[Intro – Whispered, lone violin]** Six months free... Eleven months gone... Funny how the world kept turning, While I was learning to move on. Six months since we signed those papers, Since I finally had a choice. Six months since I closed that door, And silenced your voice. **[Verse 1 – Soft, fragile vocals]** Eleven months since we ended, But the ending took its time. I was still picking up the pieces Of a life I thought was mine. You weren't sleeping in my bed, But you were living in my head. Every cruel word you'd spoken Still echoed in the things I said. I'd apologize for breathing, For the space I dared to take. I'd brace myself for thunder With every little mistake. And even when you weren't there, I'd still look over my shoulder. You left me with the silence, But somehow it felt colder. **[Pre-Chorus – Violin begins to swell]** I thought leaving meant I'd made it, Thought goodbye would set me free. But it took another five months To find the girl you buried in me. **[Chorus – Emotional, haunting harmonies]** Six months free, eleven months gone, Six months learning how to carry on. Six months since the ink turned dry, Six months since I stopped asking why. I don't have to shrink to fit Inside the world you made for me. You don't get to write my ending, You don't get to silence me. Eleven months since I let go, Six months since I found my choice. And for the first time in forever, Your voice isn't louder than my voice. **[Verse 2 – Stronger, sorrow turning to resolve]** I still remember all those mornings When I measured every word. When the loudest cries inside me Were the ones you never heard. I learned to make myself invisible, To take the blame and call it love. To swallow all my feelings And pretend that I was enough. I put my music in a corner, Locked my paintings out of sight. Made a ghost out of a woman Who was born to burn so bright. But now the colors are returning, There's a melody in my chest. I'm not the person you remember, And I'm learning that's for the best. **[Pre-Chorus – Building]** You said I'd never make it, That I'd fall without your hand. But every step I've taken Is on ground where I can stand. **[Chorus – Fuller strings, emotional lift]** Six months free, eleven months gone, Six months learning how to carry on. Six months since the ink turned dry, Six months since I stopped asking why. I don't have to shrink to fit Inside the world you made for me. You don't get to write my ending, You don't get to silence me. Eleven months since I let go, Six months since I found my choice. And for the first time in forever, Your voice isn't louder than my voice. **[Bridge – Music almost disappears, raw whispered vocals]** And I won't lie... There were nights I almost called you, Not because I wanted us back. But because the world felt frightening Without the pain I'd learned to expect. Sometimes freedom feels like grieving, Sometimes healing feels like loss. Sometimes you don't see the damage Till you're standing in its dust. And I don't hate who I was then, She was doing what she could. She stayed alive inside the darkness When nobody understood. So I'll hold that broken version, Let her finally lay down her sword. She doesn't have to fight you anymore. *Not anymore...* **[Final Chorus – Soaring haunting female vocals, cinematic violins]** SIX MONTHS FREE, ELEVEN MONTHS GONE! AND I'M STILL HERE, I'M STILL HOLDING ON! Six months since those papers signed, Six months since I took back what's mine! My art, my music, my laughter, The dreams I buried to survive. You may have known the girl who shattered, But you don't know the woman who's alive! Eleven months since our goodbye, Six months since I made my choice. And all those years you told me to be quiet... **YOU DON'T GET TO HAVE MY VOICE!** **[Outro – Soft, delicate violin, almost spoken]** Six months free... Eleven months gone... I don't need you to be sorry. I don't need you to understand. I just needed to remember That my life is in my hands. Six months since I silenced your voice... And tonight... *I finally hear my own.* **[Final whispered line]** *Happy six months of freedom... to me.*

