24 april 2013
Under My Skin
Why do I let you get under my skin?
Like “tick” that buries in and stays there
Last night I laid in bed and stared into the dark
Wondering “was it love?”, then I chuckled No, not by far
Why do I feel like the biggest loser
When you revel in my ineptness
When “you” were the abuser
Your hand never rose yet I felt your slap
Leaving scars on my heart
Your words…Oh how they struck
Maybe it’s because you made me feel
Inadequate as a wife and mom
Sometimes you had a heart of steel
Maybe it’s his way of re-assuring his decision
So he can say that divorcing me
Has made him a better person
Or is it his way of making sure
That I continue to pay for the hurt
He feels everyday with regret
** About an Ex-Husband