No Cluedo

On the bridge looking at ice cold water

contemplating, thinking about my future,

what if I hadn't known or caught her,

gave her my heart now broken just torture,

I've Never though about giving in before

though never experienced this pain,

rage, disabled my functions at what I saw,

would I be able to trust her ever again,

my choices are few, it's me or them two,

can not live without her or thoughts with him,

easiest thing is what I'm about to do,

I know things have been a little grim,






But she knows how I feel about Cluedo,
To find her playing our personal game
With him things will never be the same.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Rodrigues Avatar
March 27, 2017 at 9:05 AM
Wow! The game of life! Great one, Roy!
Pett Avatar
March 27, 2017 at 9:34 AM
Thank you very much Kim, even board games are getting a little strenuous, ( only joking, fit as flee ) thanks again, Roy. :))
Sands Avatar
March 26, 2017 at 2:43 PM
This is so sad Roy. This writing shows it all. Not sure if fiction or real. If real, may there be healing and happiness for you ahead. :)
Pett Avatar
March 26, 2017 at 4:44 PM
Thank you very much for your concern Heidi, but it is fiction, I hate playing cluedo, thanks again you are so kind, Roy. :))
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