We were so young, so naïve to the world
But nothing could stand in our way
We were bold, independent, hell bent on proving them wrong
All that mattered was the world where we lay
The gift of that magic would soon be revealed
And we would no longer be alone
A new life was created, love in human form
Flesh from our flesh, bone from our bone
With that news, so exciting for us
Came anger and tears, no joy, but hate
End it, they said, its over, we will pay
But our minds were made up, it was too late
We struggled for years, through loss and sacrifice
But my cost was great, the losses were mine
You wanted more, demanded more
And as long as you got it, you were just fine.
I worked hard, gave up on so many dreams
You planned the family and life that was for you
And when you didn’t get it, we were partners no more
This was when anger and bitterness grew
Still I loved you, loved the family we made
And in the blink of an eye sickness was here
They cut open my head, made me think of my death
When I woke up you were no longer there
We drifted and drifted, further apart
With each other we’d lay no more
Our hearts were not one, and our youth was gone
But soon it was clear I lost more
One night, alone, holding a sick child in my arms
You were nowhere to be found
While I had a child in mine, someone else was in yours
Your sin left our fait sealed and bound
The lies came forth, secrets were kept
My sanity slowly drifted away
You became the nightmares and demons
That I could no longer hold at bay
I lost my home, my family torn apart
Our kids damaged the worst
But starting over, my youth was gone
My dreams and youth was what I gave you first
I am slowly on the mend
Rebuilding my life is my goal
The hurt is there, so is the anger and the hate
But those I am learning to control
One day this will be just another tragic tale
Of a life, family and youth taken away
But your life is better now, no tears for you
It only mattered where you lay
About the Creator
J. Delaney-Howe
Bipolar poet. Father. Grandfather. Husband. Gay man. I write poetry, prose, some fiction and a good bit about family. Thank you for stopping by.
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