I can feel it in the air;
Closed doors and little words spoke.
Life became a silent whisper,
Has infidelity banging on my door step
He waits for me to fall asleep, so he can smoothly slide right in.
Fornication is a misplaced sin,
When it comes to marriage.
Love is the worst weapon to use
I knew I was being used...
God have mercy on our home!
It's once beautiful face
Has now so many scars...
I told her,
Till' death do us part.


©MH