Ann Marie Forest
The Man In My Bed - Poem by Ann Marie Forest
Once I heard a man to say,
he'd love me forever, in every way;
But all of a sudden, he went away
And forever was shortened in a very sad way.
We were in love, we had a good life,
I wanted only, to be his wife.
Without any warning, he went away
All of our dreams; gone in a day.
He didn't leave me, he didn't pass on,
but the man I married, was forever gone.
Life turned inside out, and upside down,
leaving me with children who still wear the frown,
of our broken home;
while trying to adjust, to being alone.
There's no easy answers for the questions I hear, and no easy way,
to live without fear, In being alone,
and all things new,
for growing and changing, and seeing this through.
The life we once shared, meant everything you see,
but now I need to, somehow, find me.
And though it's hard, I hope the kids understand, with only one life,
I must take command, of the reins that guide me on daily path.
To stay, I would suffer the verbal wrath, that he surely would bring,
because I no longer wear his ring.
I can't stay, in this choice he has made,
I won't live this way, and I won't be afraid.
I pray his forgiveness and I don't want him sad,
children and memories are blessings we've had;
but for no one, will life stand still,
I have to move on and do as I will,
Go forward and find myself now,
find my own way and make it somehow.
He changed my life, he broke up our home,
He shattered our dreams and now I'm alone.
The dreams I have had, I may never find,
but the memory of him will stay in my mind;
My heart feels a sadness as I go on my way,
but to live in the past defeats living for today.
I must move on, put all the pieces back.
Quit dwelling on what if's,
and get back on track.
He chose to use drugs, he traded us all,
I can't stay with him and go for the fall.
God forgive me and make me strong,
I pray we don't suffer in this, too long.
I need to be free, from this stranger in my bed;
The man that I married is but a memory, in my head
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