The healing process began
Itching scabs cover raw flesh
I let go of you finally
Your poisons no longer linger in my veins
I find it easier to breathe
Without your fumes clogging my lungs
And I'm not happy about what happened
Nor am I whole yet
But I sleep much more soundly
Without your claws in my side
The only thing I wish for is this
Take the memories away along with the last of your things.