Death in a Double Bed

short poem about an unhappy marriage

Death in a double bed.

Sunken in, 

she is not herself.

Sneaking prescriptions from the cabinet.

She descends into madness.

A housewife with another lover.

She is unhappy and needs another.

Her descent into his bed

will be what leaves her dead.

Death in a double bed.

Arguments of screaming, of shouting.

I thought you were happy.

Tears fall. 

Not at all!

Glasses shatter.

Keeping up appearances

to the family,

to the children, 

to the world,

every night dying in a double bed.

Meant for two

but both are gone.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Wild Spirit]

It is good it sort of leaves you wondering. Nice work