A Message To My Tormentor

A message to my tormentor, you know the one I try to protect 
I look up and the whole dream is wrecked
Because I was perfect, I was pristine
I was the ruler, I was the queen
But then everything turned the dice on its head
And I was screaming as I lay in bed
Because I could feel my mind separate
From the man I would love to date
And it was as though someone had taken my knife
And carved a chasm between husband and wife
And I just lay there and silently toiled
I was to the rescue but I was embroiled
In all of what tried to tear us apart
I was in UCD when the pain thought to start
And nothing like Darragh or Marian too
Could prevent the onset if what I couldn’t do
To myself or to you
So I ran for the hills
Because this is the kind of thing that kills
And the track was dusty and red
And I begged you to tell someone instead
And you did
And I may have hid
For years from your sight
But I was watching that you were alright
And I could feel the wrecking ball hit me where it hurt
And I would be left sprawling in the dirt
Then the boy with the beautiful smile
Told me he’d like to hold me for a while
And I was safe in his arms
But then all the alarms
Rang in St. Pat’s
In the years I was afraid of baseball bats
So I just do what they say
Take the meds they prescribe so I can find a church to pray
And there was a little chapel
Beside the canteen and Eve ate the apple
They had gifted to her
But it doesn’t make me forget the Eden we were
For a moment in time
And I want him to know that he is sublime
And no devil or rodent or snake or tail
Can shake the foundation of what I let fail
And it was Gareth Brooks
And one for the books
As I sipped a Coke
And laughed along like I was in on the joke
But secretly I choke
And bless the place that gave me sanctuary
And helped me get away from you and me
The register said something about ambiguity
And my insecurity
Has me chasing Shauna around
And asking her if she heard the sound
She looks at me like I’m not well
And also like I’m onto something she cannot tell
So I back off but when she needs a friend
I jump over the fence she thought to mend
Like a wall between two neighbours who walk
But both of us know that it is all talk
And she holds my hands
She is five years younger than me but she understands
What it means to be bereft
And she told me something about someone and their theft
Of her innocent pure
But I want her to know that the cure
Lies in the heart in her chest
It beats still fervently and knows her best
Better than the wolf at the gate
Or the people she has come to hate
And I still fear the loss of the man
Because I know it’s his life and I know that he can
Do whatever he wants
And it’s the kind of freedom that haunts
Every word that I write
And leaves me exiled to a silent night
When I think he is already gone
So I play that song
Over and over and they sharpen the blade
That would have you and I in the shade
And I rage
And let them take me to hell
Because every ringing bell
Just signals doomsday in my mind
So don’t worry that I’ve left you behind
I’m just trying to ruin the machine
And break what would take the slate from the dream
And I falter and kneel
At the foot of what you feel
Because to you its real
And I would steal
It all away if I could
So that that look could not draw blood
Because you are the quintessence of good
And I meet you in the wood
When all the noise dies down
And you say something about a beautiful gown
As I take it off
Our hands touch and all is not lost

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