Betrayal a bitter pill

Betrayal a bitter pill

A Poem by Stone

This morning I woke up a happy man,
I have a house,
A stable high paying job
A dog and a fish,
A wife , a son and a daughter.
All was rosy and we'll.

By night fall,
Everything came crashing down,
First I was hit by the death of a family,
Then it was the harsh reality of a cheating wife,
What a fool and a clown I have been
If it was money, I can work harder,
If it was appearance I can get fitter and surgery,
But life is so cruel,
It is one thing I can't change,
She loves another woman
Yes,
My wife is a lesbian.

I cried,
I plead,
I had even given up my pride
I tried to forgive.
I am glad she said yes...
All will be well.
I guess I am the real fool
For believing her.
Her trying was to keep up a facade,
Couple in public but strangers in private.
I feel so stupid, a hopeless fool.

Now,
She threw and lock me out of my house,
Denying me access to kids,
Slap me with a quarter million bill
For the kids food, diapers,and tuition fees from since they were born.
Does she keep a tap to bill them later
Or was it her plan all along to ditch me one day,
Should I bill her too,
But I don't want to sell my kids.
Am I not the greatest fool.
I work, take care of the kids,
While she went galavanting overseas.
She doesn't cook nor clean house
It was done by the maid
Now it is my fault for not letting her live like a queen, buy branded items like a millionaire.
Why does she treat me so?
Aren't I the victim....
I wonder....

© 2018 Stone


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Added on October 4, 2018
Last Updated on October 4, 2018
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Stone
Stone

Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia



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