You
turned
to
walk away

I cried
begged
you
not to
leave so
you
stayed

and
I
hate
myself
a little bit
more
for
letting
you
see
you
matter

I would
forgive
you
anything

but
I
may
never
forgive
myself
for
that
moment
of
simple
human
weakness.

When you
have taken
the last
shred
of my
clothing,
taken
the last
tangile things
I own,

I will still
have more…
More than
you.

I will
have
my
thoughts
my
words

I will
have
everything
that
truly defines
me.

And you…
You will
only have
things.

Things
that
turn to ash
in your
hands.

Enjoy.

Your lucky
penny
that
is what
you
called
me.

I
smiled,
knowing
pennies
lie in
dishes,
get tossed
into
jars
and
generally
are regarded
as
useless
until
they
are
needed.

Your
lucky penny
disregarded,
ignored,
forgotten
until
you
needed me
then I
became
valuable,
important.

Being
your
lucky penny
has
not been
so
lucky
for
me.

Dizzy
Lightening crashing
Marrow seeping
Bones are cracking

Sing song
Voices
In my head

As lightening
Crashes
And there
Is flashing
Flashing
Of your face
As my bones
Are cracking

Tears and petals
All this sorrow
Never again
Never again

No more cracking
No more crashing

As your face flashing
Like lightening
Bruises are blooming
And my bones
Cracking
Marrow seeping
I am weeping

Never again
Never again

I loved
an Irish lad
and
he
loved
me
a long
long
time ago.

Spinning
tales
of
Carrickfergus
he wooed
me to
come…

With dreams
of
walking
along the shores
of
Belfast Lough
watching
the
sunrise
on
the
water,

I was
to
move to
Belfast
by spring.

Our last call…
I love you,
I love you,
I love you,
he said
until

time

ran

out

the
phone
disconnecting.

His letter
was
already
in
the
mail

telling
me
he
had found
another…

The Love was a lie,
it always is for me…
but the castle
was
real…
I miss the castle…
not the man.