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by Iris Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Poetry · Biographical · #2280290
When I realized my first husband didn't love me anymore and discovered an affair
In our tiny little queen bed
We're still a thousand miles apart
Where the venom of your silence
Spreads throughout my heart

We speak words with little meaning
Sometimes they've none at all
We've mastered all the lying
To help us break the fall

Marriage equals loneliness
But mostly competition
When you’ve caused the most pain
You’ve done so with repetition

Your insults really break me
They tear me up inside
Where even in this darkness
I've still no place to hide

My heart's begun to harden
The blackest of the black
Although I know a big decision
Means no turning back

I could drown inside these tears
Hyperventilate into shock
But regardless of my reactions
It's my feelings you seem to mock

When you push someone away
You do so with conviction
You're so good at pretending
But there is no more deep connection

I love you's are sounding pained
Or at least they're very flat
So I've realized when it comes to me
It's just not where your heart is at

Years we've spent together
Now feel like they've been wasted
But the times I'll miss the most
Are when your lips were all I tasted

This love has no more meaning
I've been beaten and torn down
I'm a simple, mangled silhouette
Of the girl who wore that gown

I tried my little heart out
Burnt out of my persistence
It becomes an endless journey
When receiving only resistance

I've fought all that's left of me
No actions in return
For all of that "left of me"
Is now laying here to burn

My faith in love has faltered
Marriage now feels ruined
If bitterness is my only option
The tables have now been turned

This heart has often been broken
But also has been mended
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