This week for Sacha’s Writespiration prompt we are asked to write about nostalgia that hurt. For obvious reasons this poem is a little more serious than my usual ones!
I thought my life was over
The day I walked away
Ten years down the drain
Nothing left to say
I gave you everything I had
My heart, my love, my soul
But, you had never loved me
Just wanted to be in control
The day that we got married
You said that I was fat
Just two guests at our wedding
It was over in 10 minutes flat!
Then you became possessive
And wracked with jealousy
Stupidly I was pleased
Thought it meant you cared for me
I always wanted children
You said you wanted none
Yet an affair I found out later
Had produced your eldest son
I really tried to make it work
But I became so trodden down
The final straw was knowing
That your wife had come to town.
I left your life with nothing
But a few clothes that I packed
And the freedom to be me again
And to never, ever look back!
Definitely nostalgia that hurts. Things are much better these days, which makes the piece even better! 🙂
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Yes, it certainly is, thanks Joey 🙂
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That must have been a real hurtful blow back then! Thank Goodness life goes on.:)
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Yes..we certainly live and learn! 🙂
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That was a hard one to “like”, Judy. The pain may be an old one, but the depth of feeling comes through so well in your words. Hugs to you. 💕
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Thanks so much Van, it was 26 years ago I just worked out, so I am long over it now 🙂
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Judy! My compliment!!! A heartfelt kick in the aXX of that XXXXXXX!
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Yes, he was an arsehole!
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I had one like that too. 🙂
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Thank God we managed to move on! 🙂
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No doubt about that. Your poem comes from deep within. You made it and here you are today! That “AH” is history!
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Absolutely, sis. It was a long time ago now 🙂
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Thank God! 💖
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So nicely written. He sounds like a total jackass!
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Thanks, he was!
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Poignant words sis. Big hugs to you (((xxx))) and a huge kick in the wotsits to ‘him’ xxxxxx
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Thanks Sis. xxx
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Heartbreaking, Judy–and you stuck in there longer than I did. Thanks for sharing this with us.
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Well I was too scared to walk away at the time.
I’m sorry you had a similar experience Azul.
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I know that oftentimes women are afraid to leave, or they don’t have other options, etc–I left at 3 yrs because I was afraid to stay. We all do the best we can. I’m sorry that you had to have this sorrow, too–makes me sad that there are too many of us. Leaves deep scars, even if we eventually learn how very strong we are.
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Yes, it is awful that it is so prevalent in this day and age especially. Thank God we were the lucky ones to get out of it.
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You are so right about that, Thank God.
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Gut wrenching emotion, but a fabulous poem. ❤ ❤
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Thanks, Tess 🙂
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You are welcome, Judy. 🙂
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Oh darling, how anyone could have treated you this way is beyond me. Thank God you got out! xxx
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Yes, I am glad to have got away 🙂
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Oh my god, tell me this isn’t true? Stunning poem as ever, but jesus, hard to read, the whole time I was aching on the inside hoping this wasn’t true. ❤
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It is, sadly, but a very long time ago now and i am well over it 🙂
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So glad you didn’t put up with this guy eleven years.
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No, I had enough in the end!
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Well that comes from a deep dark place for sure. Tough to write but tougher to live it
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Yes, it was Geoff, but at least I got out of it in the end 🙂
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Wow. Great job on this one.
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Thank you Don. 🙂
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You’re welcome
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Sometimes, the writing that comes from deep within is the writing that stirs the readers the most. Well done for writing about this, Judy.
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Thanks Hugh 🙂
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Very nicely written in poetic form! Writing is certainly cathartic. Even though this hurt you deeply, I did see a sly bit of humor and sarcasm as you thumbed your nose at this jerk! Well done!
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I usually can’t stop myself from either using humour or sarcasm (but usually both) in my poems!
Yes, writing is very cathartic. 🙂
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What everyone else said, Judy. Hope you’ve found something better since 🙂
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Yes, thanks Jane, I definitely have 🙂
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