Something to be saidA Poem by JugHead985An unwritten letter to my Ex Wife
I remember our meeting, was anything but chance
I was the poor boy, you were the queen of the dance My heart had been hardened by life you'd not known my soul in-differed by the horrors life's shown Somehow it worked, this bonding of ours what was it lured you down from your tower I'd nothing to offer but still we pressed on you gave to me art, love's portraits you'd drawn as years passed by, the life we had made some of our critics, doubts they did fade we made the journey, in search of our place a new beginning, where we'd live at our pace an empty house we filled with our love our children's laughter, laughter like the wash from a dove our life had been made by our own hand our struggles were legend in the book of man The demons I'd hidden so far down below began to show surface, a gift I never wanted, on you to bestow I tried to drown them beneath neon lights i often wondered about your lonely nights Making excuses, like "it's what I deserve" and with every swallow, justice was served my past came to haunt me with every death seems I had hidden the me that was left I said to my mother, I only wish for a smile seems wishes too fade, after a while when your tears had eroded my life long dream i saw it was time, to just leave you be we went through the motions, and gave it a shot but even more bitter is all that we got the lies and deceit, all came to the light when she called and you saw it was her that night The day i awoke, to see the friends we'd become was proof to the knowledge, our days as lovers were done No one deserves to live life without the love in their heart, beyond any doubt the shadows I'd cast on your heart weren't fair the tear soaked pillow because i wasn't there All weighed so heavy in this heart of mine leaving nothing to say but a heartfelt goodbye
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Added on August 11, 2011 Last Updated on August 11, 2011 AuthorJugHead985Berwick, LAAboutMy political,religious and personal beliefs are mine. I do not expect nor do I wish you to feel the same. I only ask that you try your best to see the world through different eyes and educate yoursel.. more..Writing
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