"Yes", You say, "Come here Sweet Angel".
For I am full of Wisdom.
Teach Me. Help Me find who I am supposed to be.
Let Me be and Feel the Way You Feel.

I walk over the threshold, full of Hope and Glee.
Like a Child looking into the Light for the first Time.
My Eye's are Burning. My Heart is Yearning to end this Misery..
A weightless feeling comes upon Me with Your Words
"Let me show you the Way", I hear You say.

I listen to You, My "Master", make Me feel so whole.
Hours Together, every spare Moment We can steal.
I give You My Heart, My Life and My Soul..
You stroke my ego. You give me Love. You help Me heal.

I hear The Door close behind Me now...
This is My Life, I have yearned for so..
All these new feelings. I have not felt Before.

I turn to see The Door is locked.
Now I am Yours. You are now Mine.
The lock is turning, a new feeling arises.
For now I begin to see, what You have done with Your time You devoted to me.

The Strength, I have gained Your stripping away from Me.
One Layer at a Time, You peel My Heart.
I look at The Door for it has a new meaning to Me.
How could I have not seen this from the Start..??

Crawling on My knee's, I reach for the Lock..
My Dignity is gone, My Life has no meaning to Me.
You stand above Me, You laugh in My face..
The salt of My Tears is covering Me....

With everything I have, I reach for the door.
Open it with this aching feeling I know...Oh so well..
Memory's of Us are racing though my Head
I was content, I was looking for Heaven.... Instead I found..."HELL".

Your Laughter fills the air.. As I crawl Away.
My Love turns to hate, with each move I make.
Like a Baby I crawl, I pull up and begin to Rise.
Beginning to take Steps...as I get further away.

Standing at the end of the hall, I turn Around.
Looking at You, remembering the Joy, Elation, Hope and the most Horrible Pain.
You Laugh as You see me look away...I see The "Master", that had Me bound.
With the Love, Hate, Anger, and the "Lessons" for Me.

"I Bid You Farewell My Love", For I Thank You so.
For Showing Me, I do not need You, to find who I am,
I just Look inside and see for Myself...
For I am "The Master to the Door", to Myself..

© Angela Gschwind, April, 1997.