Trepid
Volcanic fury in my chest
Timidity stirring in my breast
Am I no longer in control?
“I’ll one day conquer your patrol”
You covered me with chain and rope
You snuffed my every spark of hope
But I was scared to let you go
Too unprepared for on my own
The weakness in my heart mistook
The tinge of evil in your look
As tame desire and romance
Instead of its condemning trance
The day arrived when I grew strong
I wrote an ending to our song
My fingers bled as I wrote goodbye
I said I was glad, I know I lied
I had to wipe my tears somehow
With something not your barbed brow
The tears against me you committed
I cried when I by you was permitted
I was so scared to let you go
You caused my trepidation to grow
And so I learned I must release
Your heart, a vile, putrid beast
And how I’ve grown from your depart!
Life looks to me like works of art
Through eyes that now are opened wide
Not covered by your sinful pride
I live in harmony with me
The chains have fallen, I am free
I wear a smile of relief
Since now I am proud of my beliefs.
Goodbye, you swine, abusive fool
And see me shine in this world cruel
I’ve overcome my fear of pain
And I never will be hurt again
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