Hell On Earth

June 20, 2013

Sitting here in this plane, Broken, unable to breath, A life, A home, having to leave. A child, no more love to give, How on earth, I continue to live. Stripped from everything I loved, A wife, not willing to rise above. It is her pride and deceit, Crushing me in agonizing defeat. Not willing to accept, the wrong in her life, In my back she puts, her double-sided knife. Twisting and turning, I fall to my knees, Drowning in blood, saying end it please. No one deserves this much pain, This final battle leaves this man slain. Divorce is really hell on earth, Brings out peoples true mettle, true worth.

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jcsmalls82Jul 10, 2013

I appreciate the comment, it is hard to realate to people and their poems if you have not had some experience, or known somebody going through the experience.  I just try to relate my words to the feelings and emotions of an action or emotion so people can relate themselves one way or another.J

thisispoetryprojectJul 7, 2013

Just wanted to drop by and say that it is amazing how you've captured such powerful emotions in words!