Bride To Be Poem by Ramona Thompson

Burning with shame I am aflame
Rushed too damn fast into this day
Insane devotion mistaken for true love has me feeling down
Dead so very dead inside where I ought to be feeling the most joy
Entirely too late they all tell me to back out now

Thrown my lot in with his and now I have no choice, but to go through with this charade
Overboard I have gone and I am slowly drowning

Broken in spirt, body and mind by his fists of angry and jealous rage
Empty eyes gaze out from beneath a veil of the purest white to cry

Cry forever more for the bright future I know now for certain will never come

2008 Ramona Thompson