Six hours ago

I shovel a handful of nuts into my mouth
my head hurts
what time is it?
It's been six hours now

six hours ago I was selling girl scout cookies
six hours ago I got the text that said he was leaving us
six hours ago it was just a fight

now,
now our world as we know it is no longer
now the kids are sleeping on the floor of a stranger
now his bags are packed
my head hurts

he wont talk
what's the point?
it's all been said, it's all been done
poor me
poor him
Oh.. now he's going to go kill himself
maybe I should too
where are my kids now?

it all seems so overwhelming
it's a never ending roller coaster of suffering
how am I going to do this on my own?
I guess I have to quit school now
that will make him smile

how did we get to this?
where did our love go?
isn't there anything we can do?
I know, I know..
we've tried it all before

I have given my life to him
I have children with him
I gave up a career to be with him
he is leaving us with nothing

six hours ago he said he was leaving us....

seven hours ago he told me he loved me

Sad and lovely

A well-written piece.

Cher said it best...

Now matter how hard I try, you keep pushing me aside. And I can't break thru; there's no talking to you.
After all's said and done, you're going to be the lonely one.
What am I supposed to do, sit around and wait for you?
Well, I can't do that. There's no turning back.
I need time to move on; I need love to feel strong.
I've had time enough to think it thru.
And maybe I'm too good for you.
End quote.
So...maybe it's time to move on. And feel strong.
A very deep poem. Full of heatache and pain. I think many of us can relate.

Wow

I started reading this because it said Girl Scout Cookies,
and I've sold those before!
But, then I read the whole thing...that's really sad.
I would just keep the kids and forget about him.
Someone like that is a jerk and not worth it.
~Frizz~

*Sigh*

This poem made me hurt for you. I am so sorry if this is true and real in your life. No one deserves that. Thank you for writing this piece, though. The only good thing about pain is that you get some good poetry out of it, huh? This poem tells a story of hurt adn pain, and it will go on to be appreciated for years to come. Life will go on. Hopefully writing this poem helped you to get rid of most of the pain, as I know it can sometimes do for people. Excellent piece. Very well written. My thanks to you.

Happy future.

The future always holds endless possibilities for those with open minds and open hearts, willing to take a necessary road.
wInTeR rOsE

Thanks for the nice words

Thanks for the nice words

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