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These poems have been
written by people such as yourself who have now faced Infidelity in their lives.
Poetry is very moving, and a very good way of expressing how you feel during this
bad time.
I
Want to Tell You, but I Hurt so Much. I
want to tell you how special you are, to put down in words my love for you, my
desire to care for you.
I want to say how much you mean to me, that you are
the centre of my universe and that your smile lights up my life,
But right
now I hurt so much I want to cry. I
want to tell you that when I see you unhappy I want to hold you but that sometimes
I don't know how.
I want to tell you that I feel so much for you that it hurts
but to feel your love slip away hurts so much more,
But right now I hurt so
much I want to die. I
want to tell you that sometimes you look so god damn wonderful I want time to
stand still to capture your beauty.
I want to tell you that so many wonderful
moments with you are seared into my memory ,
But right now I hurt so much
I want to forget. I
want to tell you that I am lost in the depth of your eyes, the curved lift of
your smile, you lovely naughty laugh,
I want to tell you that the gentle warmth
of your embrace has given me more joy than I ever thought possible,
But right
now I hurt so much I feel only regret I
want to tell you that I am sorry for the hurtful things I may have said and done.
I want to tell you that that sometimes, deep down inside I have wanted to hold
you and cry my heart out,
But right now I hurt so much I want no more pain. I
want to tell you that you hold my very soul in your hand,
I want to tell you
how much I need you but have seen you draw away,
But right now I hurt so much
I fear you don’t feel the same. I
want to tell you that in loving me you have given me the best gift I have ever
had.
I want to tell you that I treasure your trust as my one true soul mate,
But right now I hurt so much to know these feeling are untrue. I
want to tell you how much I appreciate the sacrifices you have made for me.
I want to tell her what a wonderful mother you are and how you and our sons fill
me with pride and joy,
But right now I hurt so much I don’t know what
to do. I want
to tell you that I can never repay the debt I owe for the years of life we have
shared.
I want to tell you that I want to be a better partner and need your
help to do so,
But right now it hurts so much to know you don’t want
this too. I want
to tell you I am sorry for not being the partner you now want,
I want to
tell you I am heartbroken that you have given your love to another,
But right
now I hurt so much I don’t know where to start. I
wanted to put my special feeling for you in this poem, with roses and a card,
I wanted to win you back again, make you love me, melt your heart,
But right
now I hurt so much to think that we may end up part. Signed:
Hoping
The
Mindset The mindset
of these men is ladies are free for the taking
No fear of reprisal turns them
in to abusers in the making
I would love to tell them how much torture they
cause
But know without consciences it won’t give them pause
Maybe if
it was their wife or sister or girlfriend who cries
They would rampage against
this system of indignity and lies
So I go in and hear how pleasing a man is
what I’m good for
And I laugh with emptiness hoping there is something
more
To keep it on my terms sometimes I strike before they do
So I’ve
been known to tell/listen to dirty joke or two
I thought acting tough would
prevent me from not being safe
With thinking about it now, maybe I put myself
in this space
I pretend to play their games hoping to not be singled out
But
with each prank or pinch I feel even more left without
So I eat for comfort
and hope they will want me less
Leaving me sad and empty, my body even more
of a mess
They suck out all the good, just like consuming air
Exhaling disrespect/indifference,
my tears of no care
By:
Annette |
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The Fallen
Angel She’s
no angel who came sneaking into my room on tiptoe, with no invitation Your
tumult opened the door to her, I couldn’t keep her out When
the light came on and I could see, clearly see, her wicked wanton way My
heart was missing. Stolen
while I lay in the dark, dreaming of better times. I
did not know right then what was missing, I only knew the profound and bottomless
pain. I could
not breathe. Just
a fragile shell full of aches and tears and thorns, I
could not recognize myself, or you. Her
shroud covered all that I knew. Her
black pall still lingers; I
see its shadow on you sometimes; I
feel the prick of the thorns she left; I
take a breath and breathe in her dark ways. Why
didn’t you bar the door? You opened it wide and let her in, welcomed her. You
stood over me and watched her sink her fingers into my chest, watched her rip
out my true heart, laughing. Black
in the night, when all was quiet, while I slept dreaming only of you, You
conspired with the fallen angel and I never knew, never knew.
Signed:
Angie
The
Face Of A Cheater Last
night I looked into the face of a cheater
A face that held a look I know so
well. A look
of disturbance yet
A look of calmness too. With
each attempt to bend the truth
This look again appeared before me. Recovery
is a difficult process
That requires both to be open and honest. I
am not receiving honesty in all communications
And so again I have to make
a decision. Do
I go forward with recovery
Or is there a new decision on the horizon? My
desire for the face to fade
Is stronger than my pain. Hours,
days and weeks go by
My heart and mind lead the way. As
long as the face fades
My choice will be to stay.
Signed: Iwish
Last
Night A raised
voice from you
Was a reminder of that empty feeling
I have when you remind
me
You are who you are. You
felt my silence and
Recognized my anger
After an investigative discussion
You
offered your apology. As
I held back the tears and
Swallowed the lump
I kept telling myself
I
can get past this. Then
we walked together
Past the jewelry counter
And those same empty, sad
,
Angry, feelings swelled up inside. Tears
started to fill my eyes
I told myself I must
Hold them back so
Not
to ruin our evening. You
and our son shopped
For paintball gear
As I sat and waited while
Our
daughter climbed the wall. I
looked around at the faces
Of all the people around
And they were not familiar
With
their smiles and glimmering eyes. Excitement
lasted for a short time
While our daughter climbed the wall
And then I asked
if she had fun
And her smile told it all. I
congratulated her on her effort
As others asked her why she quit
So I told
them not do that
As she is happy, and that is it. The
entrance we used
When arriving at the mall
Was the same exit we used
When
I lost it all. That
same jewelry counter
Reached out to me
It pulled my heart out
And
reminded me. The
tears returned
As this time they were strong
I imagined you knew I was
upset
I said nothing for so long. You
left with our son
To shop at a different store
While our daughter and I
Waited in the car. And
then our daughter asked
Mom what is wrong
As she sensed my sadness
After
not too long. I
gasped with sobbing tears
And recalled the past few years
Telling her of
the last few
Hours of my sadness and pain. It
isn't going away
It seems to only strengthen its course
And this I fear
may ruin us
As it is too strong a force. By:
Iwish |
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