Marital Decline
Marital decline
Dreams of love have had their day
or so it seems of late,
all the times once joined and shared
are turning into hate.
Words no longer fill the void
as earth and moon collide,
like cancer creeping through your soul
that festers deep inside.
Pain now fills each waking day
and does not wane at night,
yet still you try to keep alive
a past now out of sight.
Copyright © Tim Riding | Year Posted 2020
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