She loved me when I was wretched
her acceptance raised me to my feet
but once I stood, she faced me down:
an Angel of Self-Destruction
with poison pumping through my veins
and my emotions dead or dying
She helped me clip those wings
though I know that they’ll grow back
but for now I rejoice to feel all my pain
and shed tears of boundless joy
you’ve given me back my life,
my love,
and for that I’m ever-grateful
Blooming in Darkness 