The chains break.

I crawl forwards,
stagger to my feet,
walk.

One step at a time
I stumble away
from you.

From the binds
you knotted around
my heart,
from the arms 
you used to push me
away.

I feel so vulnerable,
a bedazzled doe
in a rolling field
during open season.
Waiting for the first shot.

But there's nothing.
I keep wandering forwards,
searching for shelter,
picking my feet
over the rough terrain.

You don't hold me
anymore.
The gravity is broken,
I'm not your moon,
I don't revolve around you
now.

Something glimmers
from amongst the grasses,
I leave the broken pieces
behind.