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