Wreckage Poem by minette irsay

Wreckage



we walk the floors littered with trash
take stock of all that's left
a life destroyed by vodka dreams pills and lies
notes of hate remnants of a wish unfulfilled

broken dreams broken glass
curses written on a scrap
left with a vengeance
vows never understood by her

advantages taken of love never given
lies of a life never lived by one
secrets kept to hide her disease
never letting on what she held precious

the house reeks of death
empty promises empty lies
the wreckage of a life
at the hands of a wife

she fled the carnage
to a home made by one
left nothing but filth as her legacy
to a heart almost turned stone by the farce

tables are turned
light entered in
his heart molten lava
by the love of one who knows the secret

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