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Originally Posted by chard
But instead i'm now living a double life
with sexual preferences that would only disturb my wife
thinking that it's a waste of time disscussing it with her
what is right what is wrong it's all become a blurr.
I got married though i took my time
the ripe old age of twentynine
I thought i could leave my old life behind
but it's not even three years down the line
and i'm cheating, yes mistreating
the only woman iv'e ever loved
what the hell am i doing, i just don't think enough.
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Hi Chard! It has been a while since we chatted, so I thought I'd stop by to give some more feedback like I said I would.
Above is the part of the poem that I felt was most moving...especially since many people may find themselves in the situation where they question their decisions and wonder why they make bad ones to counteract what may perhaps have been earlier unwise choices.
Your poem is brave in that in confronts the feelings of guilt and self-loathing that result when one hurts a loved-one. The line in bold seems especially sad to me. I would say it's never too late to discuss the issues in a relationship, even when you feel like it is. It's only too late when you are dead!
Hope all's well. Thanks again for the jelly donut and candle!
~ Erica