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