You thought it was best to trap me in the solitary confinement of the prison of your heart. But, you failed to see how it fuelled my anger, leaving me ignited to lash out into a breakout. And now, as I stand tall over your limp, cold skinned body in dominion, I feel no remorse. On your way to entice what you thought was a butterfly, you ended up waking the beast. I told you not to provoke me. But provoke me you did.