I made this prison to be inescapable and dark.
Planning that her stay there would soon spark
The fire in her that would lead her to agree
The financial records she would let me see
Once the fire started it took a wrong turn
She tired of her life and I took the burn
Now she is taking a strong stand
Lines drawn in my hearts sand
Never more will she see
Fear and pain by me
Freedom for her
Without me sure
Sit waited
Till sated
Scorned
Reborn
If you don't mind me asking, tell me what causes you to write?
ReplyDeleteYour writing is beautiful, i cannot help thinking that the cause must be the same.
-anjana
Anjana,
ReplyDeleteI met my wife 27 years ago. We have been married almost 23 years in September. I have not shown her the love I have for her in my heart for many years now because of something that she did 17 years ago. Now she is leaving me. We have 3 children that we now have to divide between us. I did this to our family because of ego, pride, sand arrogance. My sin is my curse. That is where I am getting my inspiration. I pray daily that God will bring her back to me but I first must let her go.