Gone
Gone is the person who,
could make me laugh,
replaced by a person
who can fuel my tears…
Gone is the person who
knew how to caress me,
replaced by a person
who’s afraid to touch me…
Gone is the person who
understood me,
replaced by a person
who questions me…
Gone is the person who
use to look at me with love in his eyes,
replaced by a person whose
eyes are filled with hatred…
Gone is the person who
gave me flowers just because,
replaced by a person who
gives me nothing…
You use to say you love me
every day,
you use to say you care…
you said you’d give me world,
guess what I got today??
I got flowers
I even got some tears…
I got love
I got some laughter
A little sadness too
But mostly you’re pretending
To be grieving husband
I know you’d never be…
I’m happy where I’m at..
No fear
Of when the next storm will
Erupt.
No fear
about being hit or punched…
I am not afraid
To breathe again
Even though I am
DEAD!!!
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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