The Void
She sits at the table
looking out the kitchen window,
thinking of the day
that he was on one knee and proposed.
That was the happiest
she had ever been in her life,
over the years, he turned sour
stabbed her in the back with a knife.
Their life was just a lie
something she couldn't avoid,
she tries to have a conversation
but he always seems annoyed.
She should have never been with him
he talks about his life in the past,
she takes his ring off, sets in down
she thought this love was supposed to last.
Their marriage had come
to a hateful, bitter end,
she hurts inside her heart and soul
they started off as best friends.
The loneliness inside her
she had felt it for years,
remembers always being put down
and it brings her to tears.
She looks at the gold ring
thought they'd always be together,
nothing to fill the void in her heart
the sadness will last forever.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Apr.29/2015
Just something that came to me.
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