Steel care

I chained him to sentences and I locked him in words so that he wouldn’t leave.

Yet, my words were not capable of holding such a beast.

He gave them back to me and he left.

In the end, I held all the keys,

but I begged him on my knees,

‘Come back, please.’

He said, 'I may be a martyr,

yet I am not the one in chains,

for she who holds he keys,

is the one skinning her knees.’