Metamorphosis

All those words and lies she use to tell me

How I’d criticize but never realize the truth in front of me.

Like the moth to the flame

I’ve always looked for that fame

For a love that would devour me.

 

Wanted to separate myself from that void;

escape from her torment and the entanglement of her deception.

Prayed to God for help, the will to survive.

Contemplated the benefits of being dead or fighting to stay alive.

 

In time, I awoke to realize the fever that once inflicted me had lifted.

The walls that had been hiding me had crumbled with hardly a sound

Sadly it took not days or months, it was measured in years.

 

Now that it’s over I feel so much older.

Found how to exist since I’ve learned to resist;

Content to look at my face in the mirror again.

 

When I’m lonely and my heart dreams of yesterday or my brain screams “if only you would have...” and “maybe she has changed.”

I breathe in, smile and let those feelings fade.

 I have found my peace and it’s here to stay.