Awaken with your eyes all bloodshot and wide,

Wipe the sweat from your brow,

For things are different now,

Than they were back then,

He should no longer be in your dreams,

There’s no need to cringe, wretch and hide.

 

The last of a series of bitter farewells,

So your limbs are all pinioned,

From when you lay in his dominion,

So you can’t take flight,

But you’re going to try anyway,

From atop the jagged stairwell

 

How did it all eventually amount to this?

When marriage is borne of love,

Adorned in the hue of dove,

You were wed to him,

The bells rang loud and clear,

Now you claw and hack at your wrists.

 

So in marriage and solace you were fettered,

The chains linked and pulled more tightly,

A wanton wretch and rake so unsightly,

That’s the pair you two were,

Now dissolved of purpose,

You refrain from trying to make your life better.

 

Yet I swore I would restore you,

Showed you what you used to be,

Listened as you wept all your tears free,

Gave you comfort, food and refuge,

A place to always fall back on,

And an oath of undying friendship too.

 

So it falls to me to fix your wingspan,

Go now with your flag unfurled,

A guiding light in a darkened world,

The golden leaves reveal a path,

Now you’ve found your road,

As affliction seldom beats a helping hand.