You kneel at my throne, head down like a wilting flower.

I cared for you once ‘til the day you thought me a coward.

Strong every moment but at my weakest by my attachment devoured.

When suddenly our passion once bountiful turned fruitless and sour.

You made pleasure wash over me like a harrowing flood.

Your charm and your grace made me forget who I was.

You knocked me down like a torrential rain, my face in the mud,

But do not be fooled: A courageous heart does not pump a coward’s blood.

You thought you could cage me like a beast locked away.

Turned my heart into a cave filled with the stench of death and decay.

Stole my love and my joy like a thief come to lead me astray.

You fooled me once, but I always live to fight another day.

Peace is a man’s true respite, a good woman his only delight,

But, like a comforting darkness, you came to extinguish my light.

Now from my throne I speak: “Go with my best wishes but be gone from my sight.”

I suppose it is true: The brightest of days come after the darkest of nights.