My fear of
What I eventually
Had to do
Was far worse
Than the thing
That I did
For when done
What was once
Fear turned immediately
Into my relief
As though for
So long I
Being a child
Had held my
Breath in some
Desperate hope of
Being noticed and
Now at long
Last I being
The man that
I had hoped
You would be
Finally breathe again
Such is this
Thing called goodbye