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Say the Words
By Myranda Grecinger
Fiery wind Blows through my hair
You start to speak I flash a glare
There is no sound But the rumbling of the car
Thank god the house Isn’t very far
I won’t give up and I won’t give in
After all, Someone has to win
I hate being mad But I can’t let it go
I will not admit What we both already know
As we pull in the drive I'm surprised to see
The sadness in your eyes And the hurt caused by me
I try so hard To turn away
After all there’s nothing Left to say
But I can’t ignore As you turn out the light
And fall asleep Without saying goodnight
I curl up Feeling cold and alone
Tormented and sleepless A dog with no bone
As daylight begins crawling Its way through the room
I dread the next moments I know seal me doom
Your eyes flutter open And you turn with a grin
And sweetly say good morning And ask how my night had been
I am so exhausted, sad and angry, How can you be cheery and bright?
I’m not even sure What lead to the fight last night?
Then something happened Though I struggled with all my might
I felt my head hang in defeat And choked out the words….. o.k. you’re right.
Yes, it is true..... sometimes....far and few between....though it does happen on those tiny occurances that my husband is right and I am wrong....