Lost Love

A man fondly thinks of his loving wife...

In hindsight, my actions were daft,

but hey, at least you laughed.

My pain is excruciating, but it’s all for you,

I loved you, you know it’s true.

You would cause me to rant and at the seems I would crack,

but what I wouldn’t give to have those days back.

You were my only desire,

you snared me in with your cocky smile and chic attire.

You faced adversity, but you always seemed to be in bliss,

I guess now we all realize you weren’t impervious.

You left me with disdain for this world and no way to cope,

how dare you let your soul be stolen by a rope?!

Nowadays, I’m left stoic and grim,

with tears filling my eyes to the brim.

You were your own judge, jury, and executioner,

how am I supposed to feel, knowing my wife is her own murderer?

My world is distorted, my feelings amiss,

what I wouldn’t give for one final kiss.

If you were here, you would admonish me,

for putting myself through all this unseemly misery.

I thought I could help you, free you from your bane,

but now I weep every time I hear your beautiful name.

My avarice to see you grows too strong,

I don’t know if I can hold out for too long.

People walk by, I see them laugh and jest,

how dare they smile in a world without my dear Elizabeth!?

I’m a fool, you, whom I thought I could save,

rest here easy now, with my tears staining the name on your grave.

Author's Note

Just something I decided to post from my archives.

Reviews

[Bacchus]

just something...

I pray it's not really true.

Either way- it is touching.
Esp. that you could think you could save her from this kind of ending.

To put something like this to rest-probably could only be done with your tears.
no way to cope is a good line too.

Knowing intimately about mental illness- these pieces always throw me off-
is it a real life experience-
or just another novel tale to tell?

[North Dakota]

To answer your question, no, it's not true. I've never had a loved one kill themselves, but at this time, I was going through some heavy emotional downpour with the girl I loved. Long story short, I was not happy, but everything is alright now, I suppose.