The Stranger
Once upon a nightmare
it was the month of April
alone with my misery
alone with my incredible constant discomfort
alone with my demons
thinking of her
her with another man
lying next to him in bed
seeking the comfort, the attention, the love
which she obviously did not receive from me
She said she would be here tonight
3 hours ago, was when she said she would be home
my demons were getting louder
first whispering, then shouting
about all that was happening with her, and her new lover
it was getting to the point where I could not think clearly
she was in bed with him, making love
doing everything she used to do with me
as I lay there, trapped in this non-functioning body
I cursed her and her lover, and swallowed a bunch of pills
When I awoke
I was in the hospital
51/50ed, under 24/7 watch
I was told it was for my own safety
that was the beginning of my descent
into a living hell!
while still in the hospital
she had me served with divorce papers
30 years of marriage, two beautiful kids
what went so wrong?
our love was so strong, so passionate
Now she looks at me
with an absence of emotion
from husband to friend,
from lover to observer,
from one who is intimate,
to one who is the stranger!
Copyright © Barry Ponneck | Year Posted 2014
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