You convinced yourself that I would belong to you
always and forever,
so it must crush you like a car-crusher
knowing now it will be never!
Did you really believe you were always going to find a way
to keep me trapped on your Merry-go-round of hell?
Are you surprised by me
and all of the fear
that is now silently shrinking
into fearlessness?
Do you waste your nights drowning
in the waves crashing inside your bottle,
choking you with thoughts
of when exactly you could have lost so much control?
Was I your worst achievement,
because I was once fragile,
but actually you just made me fierce?
(I assume not a part of your grand plan)
Am I your biggest disappointment,
that maybe you stayed too long,
ruining everything that you wanted me to be?
Does anger rage inside of you
because you don't get to take
my heart as a souvenir?
You don't get to steal my freedom,
but I do take pleasure in knowing
that I have the power and evidence
to ensure that you lose yours!
