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An Anniversary Memory- a poem

Updated on October 24, 2013
The wheelchair he depended on didn't bother me.
The wheelchair he depended on didn't bother me.

Today is our Anniversary.

Our relationship-.

It was a rebound-

A way to escape

Another's misery.

You were fun,

You were charming as a sinister,

in a Crafty kind of way.

You were an

Artist, a Carpenter.

But seven bullets

Nearly took your life

I was bold. I was daring.

When I was with you,

I became another person,

Dedicated to

Take care of you.

Little did I know

That your physical demise,

Your Kidney Failure

Would turn you into

Another Dr.Jekyll- Mr. Hyde.

I denied that you were

Possessed by demons.

I remained the Virtuous Wife,

regardless of what my family thought.

Very carefully I kept you hidden.

I kept low

And nobody followed.

But you abandoned my dog.

You Wrestled me with all your strength,

and I fought back.

It didn't matter that you were


But every time I left,

you were gone riding your

Wheelchair in style.

Taking handouts from strangers.

You tortured me mentally,

And all I wanted was to be a

Virtuous Wife.

Then I got the

Strength to get away.

I ran away,

And never looked back.

On that cold damp day in December,

You got on a train.

You took nothing with you.

Because the thugs whom you promised to serve.

Were chasing you.

Now you are out of misery.

Seven years after we married,

on New Years Eve,

I prayed the Lord would

forgive you and give you peace.

You Died the Next Day,

according to The record.

I have Healed

From your Abuse.

I will


Never to

Desire to change for anyone else.

Copyright @2010 CMCastro



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      Christina M. Castro 7 years ago from Baltimore,MD USA

      Hi Judicastro, I am fine. If you read this again, you will see that I say "Rest In Peace" at the end. My 2nd husband passed away this year on Jan. 1st and even though I was scarred from his mental abuse, and tormented by his erratic behavior due to his Kidney Failure and drug abuse in 2003, The Lord has healed me completely. Thanks for your prayers, Christina.

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      Judicastro 7 years ago from birmingham, Alabama

      Hi Christine, I finally made it over to read this. How very sad honey. I am so sorry. Pray you are well.

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      Justsilvie 7 years ago

      Emotionally packed!

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      Ken R. Abell 7 years ago from ON THE ROAD

      That is so jam-packed with emotion that it's difficult to say what it stirred in me. It most definitely makes me think about living, loving, losing--the stuff of life. Thanks for sharing this excellent poem.