Retribution

There was no harvest last year -
I buried my Hope into your thorny soil-
When it was but young,
it's life you stole.

I vowed to trust -
oh no more -
Hope's death was slow
and my heart tore;

I let go and I swore-
never again burned
by your candle's
fiery aire.

You saw I was in pain -
you cackled and brought on more,
you begged for your return &
I believed even more,
you killed me,
I was no longer alright.

As you left into the night,
I was over come by fright,
fearing your return by midnight.

I rebuilt myself - the ash warrior,
with a heart of dread -
how I feared and cried,
when you would return &
steal my life and watch me die.

But the voice within cried -
no more, I say, no more,
my voice broken of all bonds -
no more, I cry, no more,
no longer afraid to be alive -
No More, No Fear, No More.

You walked back in the night,
expecting my shadow and I to
cry out in fright,
you weren't expecting me,
bathed in new light -
you disappeared then -
I finally won my fight.

Tattered and broken -
I rebuilt anew -
so in love with the stars,
no longer afraid of the night -
or of

you.