I Bid You Adieu, Cupid

Breathing the air used to calm the trembling
That erupts from my terrified heart
Tiring my will to stand strong, haunted by memories
Leaving me sitting in the corner,
Alone, arms wrapped around my knees
Begging Cupid to leave now
Before I can fall flat on the cool, damp floor beneath
And I promise to provide him with a respectful bow.
I turn my back on what I once relied on,
Its shadow trailing my every step,
Relentlessly taunting and mocking
Drudging up my past as he appears before whatever is left
Of my worn out and weary heart's shell
Hidden under my fragile wings
So before him I fell,
Holding back tears until it stings.
His laugh haughty and rich
Arrows clanking in his black quiver
He strikes my face with a flaming hit
My angry tears flowing like a river.
His fingers curl into a fist
And I brace myself, a slight flinch,
Before his punch I whisper one wish
"Give me the strength to walk from this hit."
It aches, his abuse showering me with my blood
"Ready for another healthy dose,
Of your pathetic love?"
I lift my head with shallow hopes
That I can resist the flames licking my neck.
I stand up, swaying ever so slightly,
Blood coloring my face crimson
"I have had enough of you using my heart,
I bid you adieu, Cupid."