your words scorched my skin.

the flesh peeling off bit by bit with each hurtful phrase.

left naked and exposed.

I molted your grip.

Shook free.

The me you created.

is not me. At all.

I died with this change.

I am beautiful. And powerful.

You were an exoskeleton of deep seated pain and deep rooted darkness.

I am once again light. And love.

A glow worm.

A phoenix.

A unicorn.

All things adorable. mythical. majestic. and untouchable.