Apr 2018
You're a housewife now, He likes a clean kitchen and a polished table, he likes his gammon and chips at six.
I only see my daughter twice a week.
He likes match of the day and pub with the lads, at least the **** can drive.
what if he gets bored? Stops bothering to provide.
You've already slept with his best friend.
You're suppose to be a role model!
I hate you because I love you, is that a paradox?
I've tried to find another.
I was happy, you were not.
Your a desperate housewife now and I'm desperately seeking something I just don't know what.
I miss my daughter.
Your a housewife now.
I only see my daughter twice a week.
He likes match of the day and pub with the lads, at least the **** can drive.
what if he gets bored? Stops bothering to provide.
You've already slept with his best friend.
You're suppose to be a role model!
I hate you because I love you, is that a paradox?
I've tried to find another.
I was happy, you were not.
Your a desperate housewife now and I'm desperately seeking something I just don't know what.
I miss my daughter.
Your a housewife now.
I've never really shown anyone the poetry I write, often these are very much just ideas ive felt i had to write down with the intention of coming back and trying to make good but often left raw, I'm very happy for criticism of all kinds, my main concern is the flow in which I deliver this (always to myself) doesn't come across in the written word?
