So Good

It feels so good to rip from me all parts of you.
Every word you've ever said is now forgotten,
Every promise... lost in cyberspace.
And you are nothing but a stranger
And I'm okay right now.
I love the feel of knives against my skim
As I slice away all trace of you from my veins...
And I am not trying to kick the chair from under me
And dangle from the string of empty promises you gave me.
It feels so good to wash you from my skin,
Like slimy ink that dirties my own flesh,
And I'm too pale for your black words and hatred,
Too delicate for your sharp words of shame.
And I'll remember you when I think back again
On all these years we spent fighting together,
Shoulder to shoulder, sword hilt to hilt,
My back to you and your blade through my skin.
It feels so good to burn you from my soul,
Despite the emptiness and darkest hole you leave behind...
And I'm too strong to take abuse from you...
For another day, another hour, another glance.
It feels so good to rip from me all parts of you
And come out reborn from my own ashes, new...
Never again will I submit to you...
My knees dented your carpet long enough.