we walk the floors littered with trash
take stock of all that's left
a life destroyed by vodka dreams pills and lies
notes of hate remnants of a wish unfulfilled
broken dreams broken glass
curses written on a scrap
left with a vengeance
vows never understood by her
advantages taken of love never given
lies of a life never lived by one
secrets kept to hide her disease
never letting on what she held precious
the house reeks of death
empty promises empty lies
the wreckage of a life
at the hands of a wife
she fled the carnage
to a home made by one
left nothing but filth as her legacy
to a heart almost turned stone by the farce
tables are turned
light entered in
his heart molten lava
by the love of one who knows the secret
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem