Each day I wake up tortured,
Sadness is the first thing on my mind,
For She is not wanting to be kind.
For me she holds unearned contempt,
My life each day she does pre-empt.
Afraid to love too sad to live,
To be free from this nightmarish limbo,
Almost anything I would give.
Time you say all wounds do heal,
This is not the way I feel.
Each day the pain gets worse,
What have I done to deserve this curse?
Is this some Karmic debt unpaid?
Is this my reward for loving, giving, and being tolerant?
I shy away from trust, and reject the thing that I need most.
It''s been a while since we did part,
That wasn''t the end but only the start.
This gaping wound to my heart may never heal.
At least for now that''s how I feel.
Pain, heartache, unending worry,
The end may be some courtroom jury.
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