As I’ve accepted this blatant lack of regard
The weight I carry in my heart grows heavy.
I was bred to be a leader not a consort
Yet I sit and bare witness to your life
Accepting all that you are and giving you love aplenty
Yes, I… your sweet, loving and ignorant wife.
I work to make you feel like THE KING,
Which stems from my perception of your potential
And I was beyond happy when you gave me this ring
But little did I know it’d be consequential.
I thought when you chose to marry me
It was because you saw an equal
And I later thought ‘but how can that be’
‘Till I looked to your past, reflected on your prequel…
You don’t know values, virtues or respect
Basking in self-loathing and darkness
How could I think to come and interject?
This will be you until YOU decide, regardless.
The poets and wise say pain breeds’ wisdom
The Queen in me knows this as a fact
I see the mind body and soul that is her prism
A portal which is everything but abstract…
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B. M. Gomez
Lover of Fantasy. Writer, Artist, and Creator. Expressing creativity through an arrangement of words; just as a painting is an arrangement of colors.
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