Paying The Price Poem by Kevin Carney

Don’t do it…
Too young you are…
Marriage…
To who,
you are a step away…
Moving in a direction you can’t sustain…
Give it some thought.
I know who you are…
Never have figured who you want to be.
Give it some thought…
You might want to reconsider…
Look at him.
Where are you going to be?
Ten years from now.
A child or two…
Your dream so shattered…
He is in and out.
The late nights…
He makes you feel you are not there.
The dreams you had…
The romance and love…
The little house so pristine.
So shattered,
you have stepped into your own reality…
The trailer park, rusted metal houses…
One right on top of each other…
The noise at night the fights and lowlife’s…
You settled for this…
You call it home,
it’s not what you thought it would be.
In town they call you trailer trash…
They don’t know who you really are.
You are nothing to him.
A convenience to be there…
An occasional toss between the sheets…
When he has nothing better to do.
To wash and cook,
when he is there….
The kids are a nuisance…
Too loud and too much trouble…
What a change it has all become…
The one you loved so unconditionally…
Now alone,
sitting in your bed…
Too many nights it has been…
The drugs and booze…
Carouse he will…
The lies and smell of another’s perfume…
Afraid to say anything it’s for the kid’s sake…
You’re sentenced to a harsh life…
You did it in the name of impetuous love…
Misguided and rash you followed the moment.
Never in your dreams…
To see you now lying in bed,
alone with tears streaming down your face…
You can’t figure a way out.
Futile your life seems…