The Journal

All alone she sat and cried, The hurt she felt she could not hide. The man she loved was sleeping around, And what hurt most he made a journal in which she found. She had trusted him with all her heart, Then finds out he had been cheating from the start. Revenge and getting even were now what was controlling her mind, Hurt and ashamed for being so gullible, and being so blind. She thought about all the wasted years of being his wife, And how this one little book could destroy a life. Their children now are almost grown, And she wondered if either of them had ever known. She waited up a little past four, When she heard him fumbling with the door. As he walked in she flipped on the light, And the guilt on his face he could not hide this very night. Trash bags and suitcases lined her living room floor, She said I want you out of this house and never again darken my door. He said have you gone nuts are you completely insane, She just held up his journal and said this should explain.