Poem

Tears falling on this page,
One by one they form a small puddle.
Maybe it is wrong,
but sometimes all I want to do is cuddle.
To know that I am all alone inside,
I often wondered if he’d come back to be by my side.

All I knew was pain and tears
They cluttered up my life for many, many years.
So, I sit here alone, wondering why
He told me he would be better off if I would just die.
Those words stung my heart to its very core.
It compounded the burdens that I already bore.

To think marriage was supposed to be Bliss.
I just about sealed my death’s warrant with a kiss.
What a fool I was to think it would work.
Without God in his heart he was only a jerk.

I knew better than to marry a man
Who cursed God over, and over again.
How could I love a man who hates God?
I really didn’t.
It was all a facade.
by
FaithfulDestiny