Keeping Secrets Part Duex

Keeping Secrets Part Duex

A Poem by Choosing Life

 

All of his friends called him "The Man"

He dressed the part

His wife a beauty queen

His kids honor students

However daily he never knew what was waiting

Behind door number three

The woman that carried his kids was gone

She lived in his house

But there was no home

She disappeared for days at a time

A slave to the glamorous life

He and their kids left behind

Weeping late into the night

Drowning in his picture perfect life

Trying to hide the shadow under his eyes

She ran the streets like a dog in heat

And he remembered the one that got away

While she chipped away at his bank account

Without an ounce of dignity

Afraid for the world to know

He was in love with a coke w***e

Found had a dime that makes no sense

That left him suffering alone

And when presented to the world

It was a site to behold

You would never know he didn't feel like a man at all.

© 2008 Choosing Life


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Ach, the things life does to people and the lengths people go to to cover up their failings. But it seems even sadder when someone is covering up another's failings, especially if that other is close to them. What is the guy to do? It is a classic right vs right problem. Loyalty to the other vs responsibility for the family that the other is wrecking.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is very, very sad. I love the picture that accompanied this. Sometimes men can only be so strong. We like to deny the inevitable just like you all do.

This is a nice write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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