growing strong

or growing cold—

which is the best way

to escape your hold?

do i sprout a spine

and tell you we’re through?

or do i ignore your control

and simply make do?

if i gain enough courage

to leave you forever,

that could break my heart

but also my fetters.

or if i stay in your embrace

and simply endure

yes, my cold heart will be numb—

but frozen things shatter.

growing strong will hurt

for i’ll be tearing myself loose.

but growing cold will break me;

now which one do I choose?