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we're fighting a losing battle it seems

Just Playing The Game

somewhere in the mix we came to no longer be

not sure why or how

not sure when or where

but somewhere it surely happened

sometimes marriage can be a lingering death for love

and there use to be so much love here

I see the light near extinguished in your eyes

perhaps this is what is meant to happen

can't really say

I'm grieving a living husband

and I feel like a dead wife

how many tears must I cry before all the dust in

our hearts settles to die

peacefully

I can only pray

that I will emerge a better person

not so very scarred and butchered from this experience

why are some beginnings so very beautiful yet

their counterpart endings so horrendous

the confusion in me grows tall

even as my own heart is rendered small

the repeated recusitations are no longer working

quite the opposite in fact

I am a shadow walking in flesh

holding onto something that can likely never be

when will I learn enough to just let go

and stop hurting

I just don't yet know..........

( written April 14, 2007 1142am)