Each link on the chain is a memory. Each representing a time, a place, a moment that you hurt me. Each lie, each betrayal every time you broke my heart forged in steel. The coldness of the steel on my skin only rivaled by the coldness in your eyes. The lifeless links only rivaled by your heartless soul. But you underestimated me, you thought your chain would hold me down. You thought your carefully formed links of torment would be forever wrapped around my heart. You were wrong, I've already moved on. I have broken through the chains that bound me and I am free. The cold steel is but a memory that I have cast aside. I can move, I can create, I can do what I want. My future now stretches before me like an undiscovered territory that I never imagined being able to explore. I never even knew it existed while I was bound to your meaningless life.
Every time you broke me down I pulled in closer to myself until my core was so pressurized it became as hard as a diamond. From the axe that was your tongue a precious gem has emerged. I am now stronger and more beautiful then you could ever contemplate. So I thank you. While you focused on destroying the outside, you missed the beauty and strength that formed on the inside. And now I get to share that with someone worthy, someone who has the ability to see through the rough stone exterior to the unbreakable and remarkable creation within.
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