Laid In all my dreams of yesterday to where I thought always be Oh how wrong because now she's gone from this world and me Never to see her smiling face kiss those sweet lips brush her hair Only now the crule realities of facing life all alone never again to lay In the arms of my lover
Cruel realities of facing life alone without my true love
If I am writing about you now, then you have stolen from me something as precious as the gem I was named for-- my voice.
Though, I'm afraid our encounters were never quite as cinematic as Disney's animation-- no tantalizing mist of green shrouding our figures, no sweet harmony evaporating from a frightened, rouged mouth in wisps of golden light, and absolutely no happily ever afters.
See, you've always had a catty flair for stepping all over me like a Just Dance Mat-- yes, I'm quite familiar with the way you toy with others, myself included; and the **** has never defeated the Game Master.
Call a ***** a *****; I know very well that I can't change you or what you did me.
I can't undo the hurt.
But I can reclaim my voice.
Through poetry, I will say all the things I wish I had the courage to say to you way back when in response to your cruel fuckery.
I will expose you for what you truly are-- a petty, self-righteous sea (witch) *****.
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I had a love never once did I think It could be taken from me quite as cruelly as It was She never got to enjoy our retirement together after all those years my wife had given to work and giving birth to her children at least she deserved was retirement not to be In pain and illness as she was My poor Helen was robbed of every thing she had with the disabilities she suffered her quality of life being so very poor my dearest darling Helen should never suffered the way she did just shows how cruel this world can really be
Live can be Incredibly cruel so many people who suffer untold stories of pain and suffering and then to die young not even having retirement this world cruel place for the unlucky