Time to Say Good-bye

A man leaves his wife and the woman faces being alone with their daughter

 

I sit here alone,

In this big empty bed.

Thoughts of you,

Running through my head.

 

It’s been three days,

Not one single call.

Should I be crying?

Or not caring at all?

 

What should I say,

When your daughter asks me,

Is daddy coming home?

Is he mad at me?

 

I’ll give you a divorce,

Just say when and where.

The pain I’ve gone through,

Has caused me not to care.

 

The tears will stop falling,

I’ll no longer be your wife.

She and I will move on,

We’ll start our new life.

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

Cold reality, it seems, and a tragedy. Divorce is such cruel torture. It touches so many lives and the pain lingers forever. A subject I know too well. You really nailed it, R. Derolf.