I came home early to surprise you
I didn't know the darker side of you
The house was cluttered, things on the floor
And light was coming from our bedroom door
I remember not saying a word
I remember walking slowly, fearing the worst
I remember the warmth of the tear on my cheek
I remember it all, cause it was only last week
I approached, I heard you giggle
I opened the door, I saw you wriggle
He was on top, savoring the moment
I lost myself that day.
It kills me most to have never known
Because of the the things I've never been shown
I died inside to keep you alive
I let you win, I let you win.
Moments that are taken
Hearts that are breakin'
Headboards that were quakin'
In your merrymakin'
I wish I'd never have come home that day
Saw you two in the foray
In my nightmares, at the end
You scream the name of my best friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great wrap-up. The last line says so much... Great poem. -Kylie M. Lynch