It was freeing,
To watch them go,
Like I assumed,
But even more so.

Bye to the bitches,
Bye to the assholes,
Bye to you all,
‘Cuz I’ve regained control.

Unknowing wallowing,
Causing complete and total blinding,
Rendered unable of realizing,
The many possible alternate endings.

For a while there,
All seemed lost,
But answering the call,
Enabled the reclaiming of all.

An invisible mountain,
It blocked all else from sight,
But a few taps,
Was all it took,
To annihilate,
And change the course of fate.

To them all:
You weren’t nothing,
You weren’t shit,
Neither was I to you,
It just took a little longer than it shoulda,
For me to see through.

I’m awake now,
Wide awake,
The party is over,
And in the distance,
I spy a four-leaf-clover.