The Love Triangle (Part 1) Poem by Compton Wright

The Love Triangle (Part 1)



The first women I had a relationship at the time
Was called Kristina Meeks as she was a Christian
And love the lord as much she loved me in her heart
As I saw the opportunity to ask her out and gladly agree
As best friends with many similarities and common interests
So I thought that the relationship could last at the day of marriage
But her mother ha a bad vibe about me but thinking I would cheat
I guess she was a psychic who has abilities to look into the future

From night after night I became sleepless and scared that it might
Come true and become my weakness towards my relationship to her
But she was an angel with pure hope and honestly in her embodiment
So from me cheating on her was a broken glass shard splitting my veins
Open and letting the blood spill and drown my guilt and depression upon
I done to her as she didn’t deserve that kind of unfaithful actions from me
Like a cruel joke gone bad with no one laughing but completely heartbroken
Felt like a escape convict from The Alcatraz and everyone on a manhunt for me
Running and dodging questions about the breakup and the cheating between us

Feeling my time running and finally was caught by the women that said I was
Her husband, her sugardaddy, her one and only forever and always till death arrive
Does our departure into heaven will meet again will I meet my sins from down under?
Will I ever be faithful and be more open with my heart towards like I do in my poetry?
But I’m been put into death row for 3 degree heartbreak as I pledged guilty as I was
Prepared for the woman’s scorn and the aftermath that’s waits for me leading my end
Showing no hatred for someone I betrayed as I loved her for her kindness and letting me open myself from my life of hardships a subject I’ll never want to talk about at all…
Telling her that I’m sorry for everything I done as she was about to strike her final blow
She looked at my eyes and forgave….from all the pain and arguments we suffered here
But yet she wants peace as well….a choice that the other two never gave me….
So thank you Kristina and hope your soul shines brighter than the sun itself….

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