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Empty Bed

Updated on November 1, 2011

She said baby you made your bed now you lie in it alone

Without the warmth of my body to take away the cold

Even with tears in his eyes she didn’t give an inch

Stared into his eyes and didn’t even flinch

He tried to appeal to her softer side

He even got down on his knees and really began to weep

She looked at him not with sympathy but pride

How many times did he make her cry?

With one last final attempt he went straight for her heart

Too late he’d forgotten all the painful scares

Tonight you sleep alone in bed filled with thorns

She gave him one last glance as she walked

Around his humbled figure

Didn’t look back as he howled at her retreating image

Calling her name, she threw her head back and laughed

The sound of her laughter hunted the empty air as the

Door slowly closed behind her


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    • ek ellis profile image

      ek ellis 7 years ago

      Thank You :)

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      benny Faye Douglass 7 years ago from Gold Canyon, Arizona

      Thank you ek, for a nicely put poem, way to go. Godspeed. creativeone59