Facing Your Demons, by jwhwz Subscribe to rss feed for jwhwz

I never liked my engagement ring; it never made me feel
blissed;
Because my ex-common-law husband is an atheist.
On it, there are several diamond crosses;
Which now, to me, symbolize my losses.
My ex sends out conflicting messages which are not a
reliever;
Because, long ago, he was a believer.
But then, he says, he grew up and grew wise;
I've been told it was the point when his father dies.
It was such a terrible tragedy to have someone special who
passed;
And, at school, he was harrassed.
One doesn't make terrible jokes about a tragedy;
Ask a sensitive person, and he will agree.
My ex claims the he just grew up and became wise;
But, to himself, my ex often lies.
He does it to hide his pain;
Which has made him very insane.
He has no desire to get therapy; he just wants to hold it
inside;
He needs to have a special guide.
Because, one day, it will all come out;
That's what bettering yourself is all about.
But, someday someone's going to push the wrong button;
And this person will be as dead as mutton.
And then my ex will be committed;
Because, to himself, there are things he has not admitted.
I don't want to be there on that day;
Posted: 2011-11-14 01:29:41 UTC

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