Do you crave me to care that your fear is keeping you awake at night?
sleeping through fear is easier said than done -
you gave me plenty of practice on that.
You left me in your cage of darkness,
seemingly trained well enough to never escape again.
Does the light puzzle you as I now stagger into your dreams,
as undefeatable as you once thought you were?
Is your anger building,
knowing that I defied your every attempt to silence me,
to break me, to know I flew out of my cage,
released without signature of your permission?
How must it feel to be worrying every day,
never knowing if your secret is about to be exposed,
and a damn bursts its banks,
flooding with facts about your intricate net of monsters.
It's your fear that keeps you on edge, every second of every day.
The fear that you will never again dull my shine,
never again break my wings or force my silence.
The wind of survival blew out your flames of defeat.
Your fragile obedient victim is long gone now,
and you will sink deep without her!
