Sad events.
Contributed by
thomasu01
on
Tuesday, 24th November 2015 @ 05:18:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Sad events
Lets start my short story,
and make some feel sorry.
Take pity on a man in pain
I know others feel the same
and are also trying to cope
with their pain.
As I still hurt for the younger other,
that has opened up my heart,
so. now my world is falling apart,
I need help, as I know 'it can not be'.
My wife has poisoned the young ones mind,
in a meeting between the two.
The wife complains, about us all,
that will bring about our fall.
However,
her words of dissatisfaction,
and her disapproval
have rang through,
caused a huge drama,
amongst the working few,
I wondered how they all knew,
about our personal life,
about me and my wife.
Her accusations that were not true
and her actions,
and efforts to to break away
caused me to suspect that,
she was again, ready to stray.
For now I have others,
applying for the 'open position'
opportunity they see, to hit on,
and toy around with me.
The problem is the wealth,
as they may not be interested
in just my personality
as often I have been told
“You are a nice man”.
When I was younger the
women used to say,
The kind I would marry.
But, not for a one night stand.
As I hurt for the younger other,
that has opened up my heart,
so. now my world is falling apart.
I still do not know, if she was serious or
teasing, taking the opportunity
to tear my heart or us apart.
I lamented and procrastinated
over this, and thought it was an empty task
As such, I never really bothered to ask.
I need help, as I know 'it can not be'.
If, no one you have, will the pain share.
Cause the one that is supposed to be your mate,
your, spouse has no love to offer and can not assist,
as her heart is barren, as, in your eyes she sees only mist.
Asked her for love,
she offers sex. Strange about this, sad twist.
She thinks that love, is physical pleasure.
She even stated, as you asked.
“You say it as though, I have never loved you” .
On the way to the trip by air.
When I ask “Did you”?
She looks down and answers not.
As though her throat has developed a knot.
So, I was a convenience store with benefits
and working for rewards, when the sex was hot.
A financial springboard to the top.
However, the feeling of love was never there
as we developed a mutual, feeling, of care.
As time passed, the gripes, and whining grew,
her arguments is all that I knew.
My willingness to assist with care, I withdrew,
she prevented my employment and complained too
as though she was jealous of the one that she knew.
I almost always earned more, and she wanted to control
the finances and money, kept accounts that I never knew.
Then I found out that our offspring may not have been
a result of our love or the sum of us two
our bond, and I felt that this was so wrong.
I know that others this experience share.
It is a shame,
that we are feeling the same,
I love the expression,
It's hard dealing with rejection
I now have a poetic obsession,
coming to terms with my inner worms
regarding this pain,
and, if you find a way to deal with it,
please do share,
I am still there,
however, 'time', will take care,
of the pain in there.
Until your chest cavity is barren,
heartless and bare.
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thomasu01
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2015-11-24 05:18:08]
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