sinking in the maelstrom
of tumultuous thoughts
caught in the rage of storms
blizzards of gales unforgiving
as your bipolar moods
like prisms of light so blinding
grinding me so frayed
down to the core of my bones
but..
even as wasted and hopeless
I have become
it's my time to turn around
unflinching and untiring
no more giving up
I will face you head on
oh mighty and brutish shadow
oh wicked and diabolical
spirit of my past
I have had enough
it's time for me to be free
to be solo again
facing my future on my own
alone, and even if I fail
over and over again
I will not be your slave
anymore, I am so done
I will not succumb
this time
nor will I run ever again
God is my witness
I am finally free.

I will move on.