This Is My Farewell-Poetic Response to The Enemy I Prowl For

This should be about hope

I've beat you with a swift hand

And scolded all your reprimands

You're stunning septar will no longer suffice

I've let go of you

You're no longer my most cunning vice

You swept me up

Swallowed me whole

Tried to break me

Not console

A clever trick

I must admit

But you no longer crack the whip

You no longer shock me so 

I can only see through pideon holes

This is my farewell

You rattle snake

You porcupine

With venom hate

You filthy soul

That raises the death toll

I'm done with you

This is my farewell.