At times, I ponder if I'm better gone,
Cause I've witnessed my loved ones hearts forlorn.
You wonder why would they fight from dusk to dawn,
It's just for me, they bear this bond.
I’m the glue that binds them for twenty-three years and more,
Yet, their desires wish the other's end,
Their words, like swords, inflict wounds and tears,
Yet, for my sake, they keep on scripting life's verse.
They've sacrificed their lives to form mine,
Built a castle of pain where I supine.
Bruised and hurt to make me smile,
They fight, but for me, they'll reconcile.
Though they despise each other, they still remain,
To ensure my life lacks nothing in any domain.
I wonder if my presence is a curse,
Robbing their happiness, making it worse.
I wish to lift this weight,
And restore their lives to a happier state.
But I fear it's too late to undo this thread,
Sometimes I feel I am better off being dead.
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- Category: Family
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The emotions in this poem speak of guilt and obligation-each person does their best to cope with disappointment for a higher purpose-being a parent serves a higher purpose and inflicting guilt unintentionally or intentionally is not supposed to be for the child to bear-they influence their parents decisions but they are not the only cause-with or without children sometimes people stay together unhappy
Beautiful expressions though painful
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