She was lonely in her time of need
She looked up at her husband,
And softly whispered "Please?"
He glanced down and turned his brow
With a look of disgust
He mouthed to her "How?
You're constantly so needy,
You ask for way too much,
How can I show you I love you,
When I'm turned off by your touch?"
The tears that shown,
Had been so very sincere,
That she burst into sobbing,
When he made his feelings, so clear.
"How can you not love me?
After all these years I've given?
To making you happy,
And sacrificing my own feelings?
How can you just push me away,
And act as if you do not care?
When I'm the one that stood by you,
When no one else was there?"
She covered her eyes, and dug into her skin,
Her nails had pierced her temples,
As she wondered what were her sins.
How could God dismiss her,
And push her heart aside,
When she gave this man she married,
Every ounce of her inside.
She loved him despite his short comings
She gave him her whole life
And all he had to say to her,
Was she was a terrible wife.
"You married me, you knew who I was,
So don't complain that I'm not so much in love."
He tossed his hair, and scratched his chin,
As she glared at him with the hardest chagrin,
"You Bastard. You heartless fool. What will you do,
When you realize I was the only to love you?
No matter how cruel, no matter your ways,
I've loved you in spite of it all,
Even on the worst of your days.
Leave me now, you nasty, fowl soul,
Go crawl in the whole, from where you have come.
Don't look at me, don't ever touch,
This woman you lied to,
When we would make love.
You've taken so much of me,
And it's come to an end…
Face your darkest days alone,
For I will no longer be here."
She packed her clothes,
She broke her vase,
As the flowers he falsly gave,
Fell to the floor in bitter shame.
The mortgage would go without pay,
The bills would pile, and what a crying shame,
She'd supported him for so many years,
And balanced his check books,
For he was too lazy, to do the same.
She wrote him a note,
On the day he had left,
To go to work, and leave her home,
All day and night;
For the last time,
ever again.
"Husband,
I adored you,
I gave you my every breathe,
So the food you ate,
I prepared for you,
May it lay in your belly and ache.
May you remember those nights,
You'd caress my breasts,
And hold me close,
Telling me you loved me,
And would never let me go.
What man would throw away such grace?
And walk away without a wince…
Have you lost your mind as I've concerned?
Or found someone else,
To want and Love?
Don't call me, don't try to write,
I'm moving on, without another fight.
You've made it clear,
You love me no more…
I'm leaving you,
And you won't notice I'm gone.
Sincerely,
The woman you've scorned
PS. I'll still love you, as I've always sworn."
She wiped away the last tear she swore,
That she'd ever shed,
On his account, anymore.
She kissed his picture,
That hung on the wall,
Next to the picture of Abigail,
The daughter she had bore.
After years of trying,
They finally had succeeded,
A child to raise,
To love and teach,
The reason she was torn.
She passed too soon,
At the age of three,
When her husband was his happiest,
And their life was so much a dream.
He came home to an empty house,Down to no more cat,
And the pictures of their horse,
He shed a tear as he kissed Abigail's photo,
Noticing the lipstick, covering her forehead…
He walked into the kitchen,
And fell to the floor,
Cuddling his knees to his chest,
Wanting to live no more.
The car he drove,
When he was too high,
To see the car in passing,
Where his wife,
And daughter were riding.
The mistakes you make
Reflect the emptiness someday you'll feel,
When the people you love,
And hold so closely,
Will walk away in fear,
She forgave him for taking their daughter,
Even promised to be there,
If he went to the local hospital,
Get clean, get well, and see where it'd go,
But he refused to forgive himself…
It was best if she would just go.
He sat in silence, the lights all down,
Praying God would have mercy on him,
And let him someday again, hold his little girl.
Lianna R. Schultz (Inspiration Unknown, it just came to me?) 9.19.06
