Moxie sounds like an antibiotic but on a serious note when you finally do get the nerve to do something, is it too late? Or is it just the right time?
Minute by minute
You came closer to me.
Seconds by seconds
Now it breaks me within.
True, It is quicker than I feel.
But why is this your drill?
When did I become this?
Parts of me I let you steal!
Had I been more (willingly) giving,
Would this be a smaller deal?
How about this time…
I Let it hurt you for real.
For once you go through
What made me shriek.
For I never had the nerve.
To show what you did.
But piece by piece
Now payback for all your deeds.
And watch me walk out (alive or dead).
One way or the other, I’ll be freed.
See me use your shackles on you.
The game is finally being played by two.