For You, My Friend - Poem by Mary Nagy
I get the silent phone calls.
I know she's on the line.
Why don't you be a man for once
and choose her home or mine?
You say I must be crazy
because I do accuse...
You must have forgotten
how much I have to lose.
I've given you the better part
of my unhappy life.
Why can't you just be satisfied
with me being your wife?
Have I made you be unfaithful?
Do I not fulfill your needs?
Or is it just your selfishness
that makes you do such dirty deeds?
I'll get the strength to leave you,
and believe me...when I do,
You'll Pay for all the pain you've caused
when she does the same to you!
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