Then The Day The Debt Men Called
The shame is too much to live with
Then The Day The Debt Men Called
Then the debt man came to call,
Through your gambling, we lost it all.
House and furniture, 100-inch TV,
Good bye Mr, you also lost me.
No curtains left to hide the shame,
Just empty rooms that curse your name.
The cards you played, the dice you rolled,
Left us in the dark, bitter and cold.
And me, the last you didn’t see,
I was a wager, you lost, now free.
Not yours to hold, nor yours to break,
Just one more thing you let them take.
The debt man smiled, the deal was done,
You gambled all, and now we’re done.
Regrets yes, you wasted my life.
i paid the price to be your wife.
Then the debt man came to call today
Through your gambling, we lost it all.
House and furniture, 100-inch TV,
Good bye Mr, you also lost me.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (3)
So Nice 👍👍
Gambling effects so many peoples live and destroys so many souls! This one resonates with me personally Marie. Good poem!
Even though this is not you this is poem how this relationship should end. The woman is homeless, but the creep is gone. Good job.