Your presence in my life felt like dark storm clouds constantly hanging over me,
Chilling me to my very core,
Stripping the beauty and joy from my life and replacing it with darkness and decay.
You wreaked havoc on my well being, tearing me down by the day.
But at your exit, those torrential storm clouds faded and I felt the warmth of the sun against my skin once more.
Things got better,
I got better.
I started to heal, slowly, painfully, piecing myself back together,
Discovering the new me.
A better me…
A me, free from your hold.
A me released from your grasp.
So to you, I say this,
I will continue to live in the light, while you endure your own vicious storms,
The chaotic disaster that is your legacy on this world.
While you continue to live within your toxic darkness, I will live a life free of you, in my own light. A light you can no longer touch.