Twelve years ago, I lived in a dungeon of hapless sorrow.
The agony of loss prevailed while I strived to live in a burrow
Of my home, my territory, locked from the outside world
Of social foreboding frowned upon my ruffled sanity, blow.
Enemies were those who judged my weakness of admission
That life can no longer exist without harmony and submission
Honesty and truth were trashed into a compromising oblivion
The eternal hell of life served with overwhelming humiliation.
Thorns of pain were ruthless, crushing my spirit down to my grave
Silently tearing my soul apart as my heart in fainting, engraved
A callous testament of a demon's snare thwarting facts, aggrieved
Leaving us completely ruined; deserted in an impecunious greed.
Dignity and pride were the only saving grace of that infernal pit
Hours of labour and toils for survival were all I could commit.
Moved on, forged on, and trusted life to a confounding fate
Honour and courage were my helmet in a swordless armour of faith.
Twelve years ago, all my tears and sorrow fared
The now is a challenge I still yet to fear
The road is widening its thoroughfare
Chances are, I have to face life in square.
~greenmeadow~
2/19/2006
I can relate to this,I was married 15 years before my split in 1992. Some point we'll talk by phone and I will tell you the story. For now surfice to say cheating,emotional starvation and no communication were the back breaking bringing it to the bust. At this point though I'm sad the marriage went to crap,I have moved on and am much happier now. I have a good honest many in my life who respects me and loves me undconditionally and does not lie to me or use me.My dtr hates my John but my son has no problem and my ex thinks its great because he said if I were to be with anyone he would want to see me with John that he would always be good to me. Quite the turn around huh?