Here we are
Another episode
Of “What Did I Do Wrong”
Or maybe we should call it
“How Nice Can I Be”
I gave him leeway a mile wide
He still bent it in his favor
I waited to do the right thing
He walked all over me
I tried to be helpful
He’ll probably never notice
That is if he ever shows
Tune in tomorrow
When we learn
Just how short of a fuse
I now have
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – episode
“What is the difference they are both tomato soup… water or milk it shouldn’t matter,” he said.
She shook her head and replied, “it does matter. It is a difference of watery or creamy soup.”
He gave her a blank stare and said, “I still say you are just splitting hairs. It is the tomato part you want to taste anyway, and you add so little of the water or milk, but we’ll go with your way. Now do you want 2% or whole milk, or does it make a difference.”
She rolled her eyes and said, “I’ll fix dinner.”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – splitting hairs
(100 words)
The perfect love
Does it even exist
Or is his vision
A figment of my imagination
I have dreamed of a man
Who will care and
Put me close to the top
Of his list of needs
But so far all I’ve been
Is an afterthought
On the end of his day
I still have to believe
Someone out there
Might really care
Someday
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – figment
I knew what I wanted to do the minute I saw this, and I will get to that but first. My life has been to the extremes. I have had my high points and my lows. Some people would think this was a low point as I am no longer in a relationship with my boyfriend of nearly ten years, but I feel a definite freedom and weight off of my shoulders. I had been extremely isolated while he was actually here, but he was too busy with a million other things. It was time to put me first. And this past weekend he and his mom left to a small two-bedroom apartment.
So, now I wait for the extremes of depression and anxiety to hit. I had a lot of high anxiety levers during the pack and leave, but it has been wonderful these last couple of days. I know the lows of depression will come though and I am doing all I can to keep them at bay. I have a wonderful support group of family and friends who have been there for me.
Tomorrow will be a stressful day as they come back to (hopefully) get all the rest of their stuff they left behind. Then I will totally free.
Maybe if he had listened to this song and taken notes things would have been different… but I doubt it. What I thought of first when I saw the prompt… the band Extreme with one of my favorite rock ballads, “More Than Words.”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – extreme
She rested her head by putting her forehead in her hand. It had been a long day and he was endlessly droning on about something she had absolutely no interest in. She wasn’t trying to be rude it was just about the tenth time he had told this particular story.
She was thinking about how soon it would be over. She had asked him to move out and he had already found an apartment to rent. It’s not that she stopped loving him, it was more a case of shock over how little he had matured as the years went on. Sometimes she felt like she was with a toddler who just wouldn’t listen. He had heard her when she asked him to leave. He tried to do some of the things she asked but it proved to be way too little and just too late.
She now sat down in her chair to … well, to do whatever she wanted. The possibilities were endless without restrictions to tie her down.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – forehead
The composition began to flow
From her heart into the pen
As she writes her hopes and dreams
A new chance on the horizon
A freedom that is exciting
Potential in so many directions
But mostly an opportunity
To learn who she really is
After all this time as someone else
A daughter, a wife, a mother, a friend, a lover
Now she is the most important role
Herself
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – composition
New
Opportunities
Viable
In
Current
Experiences
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – novice
Drunk
Wasted
Trashed
Woozy
Boozy
Smashed
Messed up
Tipsy
High
Inebriated
Over the legal limit
In the sauce
Intoxicated
Too far gone
Alcoholic
…
Job lost
Family gone
Health poor
All alone
Money dwindling
Friends disappearing
Teeth gone
Weight low
when will it stop
liver dying
no more lying
house foreclosed
car repossessed
shaky hands
alcoholic
…
Rehab
AA
Tried and failed
Almost jailed
Wasting away
DTs
Falling down
Empty bottles
Passing out
Homeless shelter
Try again
Never win
Siren and lights
ER
Died tonight
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – inebriated
You ask me what time it is
“It’s late.”
Is my reply
You ask me if I’m tried
“It’s late.”
Again I speak
You ask me why I am so quiet
“It’s late.”
Is all I say
You ask if you can do something
“It’s too late.”
I say with tears
…
You ask just one more question
Is it time to say goodbye
“Later.”
Is all I say
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – late
What have I done?
What haven’t I done?
Have I not attended to your needs?
Have I not kept you happy?
Have I not been there in times of trouble?
Have I not been a friend and a lover?
I have.
And I take fault in your interpretation
That what we had was wasted years.
They were years of growth and change,
No matter if there is an end to them or not.
I will always care about you,
But now I strive to live a better life.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – attend
