We played along You handed the cards Set the rules At stake were our hearts
Let the games begin After one year We watched the tables spin Without any fear
They say good players don't play to win But to grow and get better But we both got stuck in sin And instead of poems I write a scarlet letter
Written in the style of August 2017 when it all began. Inspired by Taylor Swift song Ready for It.
The definition of a scarlet letter is an identifying mark or brand placed on someone who has committed adultery. An example of a scarlet letter is the Puritan woman in Nathaniel Hawthorne's 1850 book The Scarlet Letter who cheated on her husband and had to wear a red A. ... https://www.yourdictionary.com/scarlet-letter
Twice in one week I don't understand Was that on purpose Or was this unplanned In your Friday's best Is that even a thing It's been almost a year Since you quit that routine Without fail our paths cross I still feel your fire And even though it burns me It's you I desire I don't know where we stand Because you still look back I want you to save me But you're my heart attack
Hannah once again with tears streaming from hazel eyes silently praying, "Oh Lord I need you desperately to show me how to make the best of this situation." Using her delicate hands to cover her face and trying to reason with her own heart. "Josh deserves a wife who can return his love, a wife that can be madly in love with him. I want to be that kind of wife. I want those feelings. I would hate to spend a life time in marriage where there is no love." Hannah looked down at her hand and remembered his words when he'd given her the wedding rings. "I will wait a life time for you to love me if that's what it takes. I love you. There's no need for you to force feelings for me Hannah." Regret hit her hard at how easily it seemed when she foolishly gave herself to Jake. He showed her a different kind of attention that she needed. It dawned upon her right then that Jake didn't love her nor him. She confused it for love. She'd found a stand-in for the attention she craved from her father. She was more naive but Jake was more crafty. There had been a great hole in her that she thought Jake could feel... an emptiness that only God could fill. Perhaps now she could love Josh as God intended. Now that she set her selfishness aside and forgiven her earthly father and would be right with her Heavenly Father again. She understood love and all of it's honesty now. Maybe it wasn't too late. A tinge of fear seized a moment making her wonder how she could ever forgive herself. Then questions filled her mind as if to tell this wonderful, loving husband of hers of her betrayal and sin. And if she did would she lose him forever. Wondering if she could keep it hidden from him but if she did how could she feel good about it? "Oh dear Heavenly Father," she tried once again to pray but only heart breaking sobs came out. ~Author Ven J. Arnold (rough draft). ~(SacredInkedBlood)
This is an excerpt from 1 of my short stories. Just a rough draft. I'm having problems with figuring out how to go about getting published. This is a fiction piece.
The look in your eyes Became my demise I get carried away I can't hear what they say The feelings still there The butterflies everywhere I'm melting inside From you, I can't hide I don't know if it's real I don't know how you feel This isn't me I'm lost at sea This lifeguard can't save me I think I'm going crazy He has my devotion But I'm drowning in your ocean
Sometimes I wonder Why my heart chose you Because I'm getting married And you're married too Sometimes I wonder Will we ever talk And if you made a move Would I reciprocate or walk Sometimes I wonder Does she know my name Does anyone know about me Do you wonder the same Sometimes I wonder That maybe he knows But when I spoke the words I liked you The joke went right under his nose Sometimes I wonder Have I read the signs wrong Or if you've written about me Because I know you write songs Sometimes I wonder Will these feelings ever end Because when I get married I don't want to pretend
What were you thinking You'd get me while I'm vulnerable Walk up to me like we were friends But we were at a funeral What else is there to say There's never a good time You're already married And I have someone I call mine Did you want to see him To know who has my heart As you both stood on my sides I quietly was torn apart Did you want me to get caught Why did you think that was okay You ignored me for so long Then walked up and said "hey" You know we don't talk You know we don't hangout You know those are my boundaries Because it's him I can't live without You might fill my mind But I can't deny I'm going to marry him You were never more than some guy
You look me in the eyes And the past comes flooding back I don't know what to do My heart is under attack I thought this was over You have a wife When you do this to me I can't sleep at night Do you want me Or do you want her I'm trying to get over Something we never were
Lovers are doomed from the start. Unrequited love has destroyed my heart. If you are one of the lucky ones, You may get to fall in love until they cheat and you are done. They get to continue being happy while you die; They start again straight after with another guy. Yes your heart will completely shatter, But let’s face it, you never even mattered.
People fall in and out of love depending on who they are with. Married people are an embarrassment; Especially those who are raising kids. The mother doesn’t know who the real father is; Oh you make me feel so sick!
I want to get married; Ha, it’s a tragedy in the making, Because while wedding bells are ringing, People are texting and later faking. Another fool who believes in love. Love ***** because nobody is good enough, For anybody, anymore. Everybody is somebodies *****.
I'm angry because my wife turned out to be a shopaholic ****. She thinks she owns me just because her name is tattooed on my ****. Even though I'm a poor man, my wife believes in living large. My credit cards are maxed out because of what she's charged. I go hungry while she and her lovers go to five star restaurants and order caviar. I got my *** kicked when I tried to stop two large men from repossessing my car. She brings her lovers to my house, the ***** doesn't even try to be discreet. I'm about to pass out because for the last four days, I've had nothing to eat. I just knocked her out, put her in a crate and mailed her to Japan. I'm doing a terrible thing to the Japanese but at least I'm a free man. I don't have to worry about her returning and going berserk. She'll be stuck in Japan because she's too **** lazy to work. My hair has turned solid gray because of what she did to me. I may look like an eighty year old but I'm so happy to be free.