Rock on my Chest

 I don't know how much longer this can go on,

Sanity at bay only a feather pillow in my arms

 

I don't have the strength to plan an escape, 

Will you realize I am gone? not to return to this race

 

You tell me I owe you, as you spit in my face

A rock on my chest in the river seems my fate

 

Each time I fall, you knock me down yet again

The man I married is dead, what did you do with him? 

Reviews

[Valentine]

I ran 1000 miles to freedom so I would not get knocked down again..Your writes are similiar to some of mine..lol and God bless..Kathie

[Jeff Bresee]

Too sad what happens to love and relationships.

My advice...take the rock, hit him over the head and get the hell out of there ;-)

Nice work.