I know I am not Shakespear
Or anyone who writes
My poetry helps me with my feelings
Even if it bites

I cannot speak to others
There is no one to talk to
Putting my feelings on paper
Is all I have to do

Once I had a partner
That used to listen to me
Now our relationship has deteriorated
His mirror is all he sees

I am frail and fragile
It gets worse each passing day
I’ve grown weary and leery
I have no more to say…


Me 43 H 44 S-13 D-9
Separated 90 days 6/28/05
H Says he is done-10/2/06-day after 18th anniv
Moved out 10/2/07-to father's house-day after 19th wedding anniv-GF now
H Filed for D 7/08