Divorce: A Poem

 You asked for a Divorce

I said, "We can make it work."

You said, "We've done that before."

I said, "Let's try just once more."

I don't wanna do it anymore

 

A boob I have been

playing a game I could never win

the stakes are so high

when I think of them

it makes me cry

 

I hide in lonely solitude

crying over my loss of you

how could I have been such a fool

no longer knowing what to do.

 

In the corner I stand

now less of a man

down my face they stream

In a haze, thinking

It's just a dream.

 

But it is not

the tears are real

running free, wet and hot

til at last I can't breathe

you have walked away with such ease.

 

I wipe my eyes

and come out of my corner

ready to face the world

and tell them all my lies.

 

To myself as well

I tell the best

don't worry about me,

all is swell.

 

Someday I'll wake up

from my self induced jest

when I realize

you are here no more.

 Thank you goes to Brenda Scully who has always gently prodded me to not be ashamed and share my poems.  When I started this two poems ago, I felt like my poems were stupid at best.  It is because of the wonderful people on hubpages like Brenda who have inspired and encouraged me to share.  Everyone here is so supportive on the creative cycle that I find this to be my second home.  Thank you

Copyright 2009 by Wesley Cox