I have been married for almost 8 years and as I approach my 8th anniversary, I find myself in the same negative situation that I left in 2002.

Lost

Under your demeanor

Hides troubling devils,

All waiting to spit their venom

At any target you choose.

You hide behind them,

You let them lie to you

About your generosity and goodness,

In reality you have little of either.

Oh, such an unhappy man you are,

Never understanding what love is…

What kindness is…

What compassion is…

Your ever boiling anger

Is nestled in every fiber of self

Pushing its way to the surface

Assuring you of your superiority.

Abandoned by mother,

Abandoned by father,

Abandoned by grandfather,

Abandoned by grandmother,

Loss wife one,

Loss wife two,

Loss wife three,

Loss wife four,

Soon to loose wife five

When will you see

The ownership of the sham

You play out on yourself every day.  - MamaRose 7/10/2015