Pain simmers in her heart
like forgotten coffee in a pot
last nights supper on the stove
or a garden left to rot
He lets her brew until she’s empty
void of any sustenance
void of any pride
barely an utterance
She disappears like thin gray smoke
just a stain of life remains
a faint shadow on the wall
he will never claim
An ache unlike any other
too painful to describe
scraps against her broken heart
what unflinching diatribe
She wrings her hands frantically
fretting once again
holding her breath for nothing
just smoke in the wind
She’s waiting for the man
to notice that he loves her
but to him she’s just a thought
he keeps on the back burner
About the Creator
Robin Edwards
Robin is a veteran, having proudly served in the United States Air Force. She worked as a speech therapist for several years before retiring. She enjoys writing, working on art, and margaritas!
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