Divorced

If you don't see me smiling,

don't ask me why,

assume things on your own,

things that make sense to you,

even more than mine,

because I am tired of ruining,

your expectations,

yet always falling right into your future predictions,

your highlights shining bright,

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All I wanted to say was,

don't even try to squeeze into my space,

I am very desperate,

the words landing on your face,

learning not to regret or even say sorry,

the unkindness within shivering in its trail,

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I am tired of this morning sickness,

mourning to drape,

the beautiful sleep that has escaped,

dredging about the compromises to pace

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No wonder,

why no amount of travel,

no amount of framing memories,

flaunting the wealthy gifts,

seems to crown,

but over time,

my forgiveness has learned to drown,

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The suffocating love,

demanding to attend,

pressuring to pretend,

the need to respond,

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Anything you do now,

out of genuine care,

have only crowned, your wickedness,

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The good old memories, all died down,

for there is only pain, nowadays,

your smile, a stinking parasite,

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There are no more second chances,

what is, is to move forward,

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The realization of how everyone around is okay,

defining, this is what life is about,

the ups and downs,

just do your duties, and it's okay not to be fine.

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And I said,

ask me, ask me,

How am I doing?

and I look at my audience,

my nerves sensing the touch of stuffy breath,

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I am UNHAPPY.

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To the silence that prevailed,

No more noises, no more tears,

but the silence that prevailed,

unclenched my fists,

clinging to the freedom I feared.

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I grab my bag, my boy, and my unborn,

life, a misleading take,

children, a horrible mistake,

yet asking to breathe, my life's purpose,

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The older, the harder the life,

Not the older the wiser.

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Finally, out from his castle.

- Dec 5, 2025