With frayed patience, a storm rises,  
and my strength swells in the lull.  
Each sigh becomes a stronger breeze,  
uprooting me in the truths I once denied.  

I glow like dawn that shatters the night,  
nurturing my weary, scarred soul.  
Though you see me as a heartless foe,  
I find freedom in the warmth of my might.  

I stand tall, practiced in artful warfare,  
leaving you to wallow in your defeat.  
The peace I find without your presence  
outweighs this villain's mask I wear.

©️Lizzie Bevis