Blind Eye Poem by Stefanie Fontker

It was all or nothing
She planned on all
No pain, no game
And so she was a player
The best in the league
She lied and said
Her love was strong
And to him she did
Get married, the wedding
Was the most marvellous yet
And in a new house
Their life together did
Start strongly, fake
But extremely convincing
Her poor husband couldn't
Even tell the difference
Between her heart and her mind
Her nails and her tongue
To him they all hurt
But he stilled loved her
More than she pretended
To love him, and at his
Most blind eye she turned
And threw him overboard