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Poetry By: Indie Skreet

The saddest day for me once I had made up my mind to leave my marriage was the realisation my husband did love me. Sadly it was all too late.

Submitted:Jan 18, 2013    Reads: 17    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

He followed me from room to room

He drove me to distraction

And I was uncharitable

In my curt reaction

I was unwilling to communicate

Or hear his words of doom

Resistant to his need for me

In the midst of my own gloom

I closed the door behind me

But that failed to do the trick

I feared another argument

My temper over-quick

He refused to respect my privacy

And now my right to no reply

30 years of yelling to be heard

Now all left to say was my goodbye


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