Divorced
To be alone,tired and depressed, left out in the cold, not wanted.
Walking down a wet and wintery lane, having no definite destination.
Drinking with friends, and laughing, going back to an empty house, and crying.
Working, for what future, feeling miserable, and full of self pity.
Spending happy hours with children, then suddenly it stops, and the head hangs low.
Sitting, thinking, what lies ahead, was marriage worth it, should i forget.
Try again, or sit, and wait, and hope.
Copyright © Cliff Grimshaw | Year Posted 2014
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