Dark, cold, bitter silence,
That gnaws at my very core,
I wonder, what happened to the girl who laughed?
Where did all the laughter go?
The joy of being with him, to feel secure, wanted…loved
Did I really ever feel like that, was he ever my man?
I don’t how to fix it this time, nothing left to repair anymore,
What can I fix, when he knows nothing,
My happy smile, my hurting smile, the songs I like,
The dreaded evening walks,
The lonely meals that go down my throat,
Every cigarette that I diligently count,
And curse myself for speaking out loud,
The monotony that grips my marriage,
The way we could never become friends,
No teasing note, no affection in your eyes,
How I longed to be loved again…
The people I left behind, now laugh at me…
How I wish all this would go…leave with you come Sunday
And maybe you’ll know I was worth the while…someday.
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