Lots of rants by a young mom. You might find good advice or you might find out your life is not so bad.
Sunday, January 11, 2015
The two lovers
She's perfect
Not in beauty but maybe in mind
The perfect maiden for your life
She pleases your family
Her child loves you so dear
You two join in my dreams
Your budding ties
A love bloom
She must give you the love you need
She has age on me
Not so messy
Everything I wasn't she is
What a blessing
I should say I'm glad your happy
I'm not
Your love tortures me and our unborn child
It makes my heart sick
And my mind mad
My soul still yearns for your touch
My body still craves yours
I hate your existence
I would give anything to rid my mind of the memories.
I am forced to watch, to dream, to know that I have lost you
Labels:
broken heart,
poem,
poetry,
writing
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