Piano teacher, working musician, student, business person, writer. Presently retired. Two boys, four grandchildren, single, lover of dogs, music, art, travel, spirituality, new age, all things beautiful. Seeker of the truth. Have lived entire life in Massachusetts, where I grew up in a very small town.)
Another Other Woman Again
Why o' why
She cried.
Life is not pain
It is gain.
So once again...
I'm another woman
In a different setting
A different category
It's still the same
Don't want to this game.
Have patience he says
Understand he says
Doesn't it sound like a man with a wife
It's not.
It's a man with a knife.
Holding it to my heart
Manipulating my life
Taking away from me
Is this fantasy?
A sad story
Aren't they all?
The cynic says...
I did not shield my heart
I did not shield my mind
I did not shield my being
From this other being.
How do you fight for someone
Trying to protect someone else from
Someone else's pain.
It's all the same.
Be it wife, lover, friend
It appears to be the end
Of my fruitless forays
Into despair.
I will not go there.
How do I give this up
This one I've loved
And still continue
To love.
Am tired
Am tired of tears
Fighting fears
Of hiding
Having faith
Losing faith
Having faith again.
Being let down again.
I love his essence
I feel him with me
He's not.
Don't like this game
It has to change.