Valentine's Day Undone

Valentine’s Day last year a disaster,
Skewered by his words, I died.
Then threatened,
"It’s your fault,
You cut off my spiritual balls!"

"It’s your fault," he claims,
The marriage falters,
Alone I do not bow down.
The words of death he delivers,
"You cut off my spiritual balls."

Now Valentine’s Day approaches,
What shall I do this time?
Pretend that all is well?
I didn’t cut off his spiritual balls.

The words of death he delivered,
That pushed me way too far.
Will never again control me,
I’m a shooting star.

Shooting up to heaven,
Released from his control.
A new star arising,
With possibilities untold.

(written 2004)