You did it, It wasn't Me

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    You did it, It wasn't Me

    11/11/08

    What I saw that hurtful night
    Filled my heart with anger which built- up with the sunlight
    What I never expected to see my husband holding her and not me
    With my own eyes I did see
    Not to hear it by word of mouth
    I hit him so hard it turned his head south
    I was told by him and all that it was just a game
    But to me it was disrespectful all the same.
    I finally realized what was always there
    The urge he had to hold another woman he did not care
    He knew what he was doing all the same
    It was not just a simple game
    That was the longest night of my life
    The night I stopped being his wife
    With all the hurt and deception I felt inside
    All I could see was black with pure hate in my
    eyes
    My hands had a mind of there own
    when I went toward his face full blown.
    I couldn’t of stopped even if I wanted to
    I wanted him to pay for what I felt the hurt the pain there is no help.
    Revenge is going to be so sweet
    When he sees who I am with
    It won’t be the first time they meet
    What hurt so bad it was done in front of my eyes
    The hurt it caused the blood tears I cried
    His life I was gonna take
    But that would have been my grand mistake
    Better now that he can feel the pain the cost of his little game
    He doesn’t care, cause to him I am just a whore
    Not his wife cause there is no respect
    Maybe one day his stupidity he may regret
    Respect I lost for him that night not just because I was his wife
    Something that can never change and always be present
    I know that he was the man I never knew and I will always regret it
    You can only hold things in so long before it comes out and things go wrong
    Now I see I never knew that man who shared bed with me
    I regret the day I said “ I do” the man I married
    “who was he” who?
    I fear for something I cannot control
    the rage that’s in me the hate I feel
    The betrayal will never heal.
    While he lays there in his peaceful sleep
    I think of ways to take his life without a single weep.
    Thoughts run through my head they won’t let me sleep
    My eyes wide open and the thoughts running so deep
    Voices say do it now, it’s so very easy you know how
    Just one simple movement it all it takes
    With that he will never awake
    I pray to God to take the pain and the thoughts away
    But to no avail it is growing stronger with every passing day
    I know its time to walk away
    revenge makes me stay
    I want him to hurt like he has hurt me
    All will turn out right
    Destiny will prevail watch and see




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