A jail divorce
Do you know what helpless is? Its the feeling you have no control.
Its receiving a letter with an attorneys address, make a smile turn cold.
Hollowness tightens the pit of your stomach, you feel you want to hurl.
This is the equivalent of a Dear Johnny letter, you know the ones where you lose your girl.
You try to suck down that ball of emotion, Deep reaction you refuse to show.
When in reality you want to grab the bars and scream I need to go!!!
Weakness unvieled behind these bars can quickly get you broke down.
Walls crumble inside, the sanctuary breached, I cant believe she cant be found.
I sit back and reflect,recount events, much pain I know I caused.
She has finally decided not wait, move foward, take her life off pause.
Ambition and dreams made her determined to leave, to choose her own new course.
I sit here alone, head in my hands, the letter unopened, inside my divorce.
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