the fog casts moons ago,
air reeks of insecurities and bad decisions
how it leads to regrets, heartache and countless drops of pain.

I am aware of the catastrophe that I was
easier to rely on the alcohol to forget than bracing through the storms
how my safety nets were worn out,
strangers hands tired of holding, lover's shoulders are heavy from carrying
I was a nightmare I desperately want to wake up from

I refused the be the skeleton in anyone's closet
I'll take it from here
take their hands off my worth, replace it with my own
remove the praises , whispers and chants tainted with the goal to score
and dismiss the thought that I'm only worthy if I'm loved

I'm bidding my goodbye ,
my demon and I can take it from here
I will build a temple out of this body,
and I refuse to let anyone gets in my way
not anymore.