You say you walk on egg shells,
but you’re a fucking liar.
You walk on the coals you lit,
one after another.
you say that you are tired
of the constant accusations
just give you a chance you say,
neglecting my heart-wrenching frustrations.
Another skirt, another eyelash,
Batted just your way.
You say, “I have no control over that.”
As you dig into another slice of cake.
You’ve no concern for the hell I’ve endured,
hoping one day you’d notice the pain,
Of the woman in the shadows waiting,
the diamond, now a dead-weighted chain.
She’s the woman you once chased,
with promises of undying love and affection
Now, you simply await your escape,
to finally be rid of your affliction.
She is waiting too,
Like a moth to a flame, she’s tried.
But what’s been done, can never be undone,
as what was once undying, dies.
She is wretched now, as her shoulders slump this night.
She is preparing to tell her 9 year old son.
Daddy isn’t coming home tonight.