Like burning
acid carelessly hurled across my heart
The loneliness
devours my soul
Wounds cannot
heal while my mind is idle
Occupy my time,
and I forget about the emptiness
But crawling
back to my isolation, my lonely dwelling
Inner voices
endlessly debate all the "what if's"
I think of him
laying in bed with THAT other man
The man he left
me for
The man he shouldn't
be with
Sometimes I am
joyed to no longer have him in my journey
Other times,
I cry at the weight of self pity my empty life has become
I lie wondering,
trying in vane to sleep
What
would I say if he were ever to ask for forgiveness
Ask to return
to my bed and my life
I should say
‘NO'. That would be the only sane thing to say
But would my
heart speak out first?
What would it
say?