I took her as my loving bride
Swearing to me, she should would always be at my side,
I then sued her for a divorce and so she cried
She then said that I beat her, again she had lied.
She took my sanity after she had taken my name
Her divorces were always the man's to blame,
Marriage and a relationship to her was just a cheating game
And her abusement, it was just a fraudulent narcissists claim.
She was the one that had lied and abused and cheated
History for her had once again been repeated,
She was the one that got angry and then got over heated
And I was the one, not her that was abused and mistreated.
Like her mother she could not keep herself a man
Adultery, lying and abusing was rapid in her own clan,
If I had known that she was a disturbed I would had made another plan
I would had begged the plane to turn around, and then I would had ran.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem