I was Cinderella
and you were my prince charming.
You were supposed to be
my hero and savior,
recusing me from all those
who ever wanted to harm me.
And you did..............
I got my perfect life
and my perfect dream,
but then I discovered,
perfect isn't everything.
It got boring,
always doing the same thing everyday.
I was always watching you leave from the doorway
and taking care of the kids.
And I never got a break from life
like you always did.
You were supposed to be loving
and make all the money.
You were supposed to be the All-American husban.
And you were.......
****
As the years passed by
in adull monotone,
I formed a plan
for my escape.
It was perfect;
it was so great.
I just left this note,
then I ran away.
I know I left you and the kids
all alone
and I hope you will forgive me
someday.
But I just couldn't do it;
I just couldn't stay.
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