Gone Poem by Pen Anthony

Gone



The empty side of bed
the missing plate on
the table
the mute sound of
your voice
i know why
because
she is gone
far from me
why?
I know why
i slapped
i punched
i battered my wife
this is a choke on
my life
i hurt
i regret
ill is my fate
wish i get
to say sorry
though its
the end of story
of a good wife
beast husband
i can't
as she's gone.

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