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I KEPT HOPEING YOU WOULD CHANGE, BUT YOU NEVER DID,

I DESERVE SO MUCH MORE, SO DOES OUR KIDS.

I SPENT TO MANY DAYS CRYING MYSELF TO SLEEP WONDERING WERE YOU WERE,

AND I CANT HELP BUT TO THINK, THAT YOUR WITH HER.

WE ACT HAPPY PRETEND WE ARE FINE,

AND ALL WE WANTED WAS A LITTLE OF YOUR TIME.

TONIGHT I WILL SAY A PRAYER FOR ME, AND A FEW FOR YOU,

AND GOD WILLING I WILL LEARN HOW TO LIVE WITH OUT YOU.

I MISS THE MAN YOU USED TO BE,

I MISS THE LOVE YOU USED TO FEEL FOR ME.

I DONT WANT TO BE BITTER,

BUT I CANT HELP BUT TO HATE HER.

FOR THE FACT THAT SHE IS EVEYTHING THAT I WILL NEVER BE,

FOR TEARING UP OUR FAMILY.

BEFORE I GO,

THERE ARE A FEW THINGS I WOULD LIKE YOU TO KNOW.

I USED TO THINK YOU COULD WALK ON WATER,

YOU WERE A BAD HUSBAND, BUT A WONDERFUL FATHER.

I GOT ROBBED OF MY HAPPILY EVER AFTER,

I MISS THE SOUND OF YOUR LAUGHTER.

I WISH YOU SUCCSES IN EVERY THING YOU DO,

AND NO MATER WHAT, A PART OF ME WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.

YOU CAN TAKE BACK YOU LAST NAME,

FOR ME TO KEEP IT, WOULD ONLY CAUSE ME PAIN.

I AM SORRY THAT IT CAME DOWN TO THIS,

THERE IS SO MUCH ABOUT US, I AM GOING TO MISS.

MAYBE IF I COULD HAVE LOVED YOU BETTER I WOULD STILL HAVE YOU NOW,

BUT I GUESS I JUST DID NOT KNOW HOW.

MY BROKEN HEART STILL BEATS, EVEN AFTER ALL YOU PUT IT THROUGH,

AND IT WILL CONTINUE TO BEAT NO MATTER HOW BAD I DON'T WANT IT TO.

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You are a beautiful soul.

You are a beautiful soul. Grieving is good. Wallowing asks for awareness, and moving on for strength. I wish your poem had something in it about knowing you are not alone....and I hope you do know that. "Happily ever after' is not how it is cruelly told to children. It exists, but only within the mind. It is 'created' by the individual's ability to desire and achieve the love of loving the reward of loving...which is love. "Loving is love's reward. No more, no less". (yes...a tough one, but if you learn you get to teach your kids the truth and not a trumped up version of it! :-)).

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "