I can’t stand it
Like toxic fumes
From a running car
Breathing in
Your alcohol heavy breath
Is almost enough to
Get me drunk too
But I won’t drink anymore
A stupid voice inside
Tells me then you
Might stop too
But that was just
Another broken dream
For you never did stop
And those fumes
Were a big part of why
I walked out the door
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – fumes
Did that really just happen
Did you just speak those words
I can’t believe you would do that
Blame me for our problems
After I have done
Everything you asked
Year after year I did
And you still find me at fault
I am dumbfounded
I throw my hands up
I am tired of this war
I leave you with a clear conscious
Knowing I have done all I could
Your life and your decisions
Are fully on you alone
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – dumbfounded
He said I’m going for a walk
She said no, we must talk
While the child is asleep
This pain will not keep
He said she was laughable
She said he was culpable
He said he tried
She said he lied
He said he loved her
She said are you sure
He wanted to stay
She moved away
And standing in the dark
A boy and his dog Bark
Alone and so scared
He felt no one cared
They had been in the heat of the moment
And left the child with the torment
That he had been bad
He was incredibly sad
And he cried all night long
For what he thought he’d done wrong
And the husband and wife
Had ruined his life
With the words they had said
When they thought he was in bed
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – culpable https://fivedotoh.com/2020/07/08/fowc-with-fandango-culpable/
(photo by June from Pexels)
It sits on the table
Right there
For everyone to see,
The perfect family;
But the frame
Began to tarnish.
It started when he
Picked up a bottle
Instead of turning to her.
He was troubled
By demons inside
That he tried to drown
With a little vodka.
The years proved
To make the situation worse,
Until the day
She left him.
The perfect family
Torn apart.
They just started
To work on
Patching up old wounds,
When she got the news.
He drank himself to death.
And now the perfect family
Is forever lost
Except in the frame.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – frame https://fivedotoh.com/2020/06/05/fowc-with-fandango-frame/
Don’t look over your shoulder
Keep your head held high
Walk into the future
Knowing this is for the best
This chapter may be ending
But there are many pages ahead
Your story is far from over
This was all there to learn from
So, discard the pain and hurt
Carrying only forward
With pleasant memories
Of how things once were
Forgiveness for the wrongs done
Will also heal you too
So, don’t hold onto anger
Always remember the love
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – ending
Dare dangerously
Dibble dabble daily
Drop diamonds down the drain
Dawn drags in death
Die doing drugs deliberately
Doggone done
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – daily
I close my eyes and try to calm my life. Since he left I have found it easier to manage the day to day, but there are those every once in a while things that are rough. For the first time in my life I had to unclog a drain with a snake; it was pretty easy, although messy. I had to worry about health insurance. I went from my parent’s policy to his. And I had to find my first place all my own; once again from my parents house to his.
I am aware of a relief from his absence, but down the road there may come a day I am not so sure of being alone. Now it is just a weight that has been lifted. I no longer have to worry about what he is doing and when he will be sober. Not that I could control it anyway. No more broken things in the middle of the night. No more incoherent words. No more worries of when will he get behind the wheel and go buy more.
***
Two years later I realized I missed him. I should say I missed the man I married. But tragedy had struck. His body had enough of the disease and began to shut down, until the day he was found in his bed, gone from life far too soon. Me left wondering if there was anything I could have done earlier to slow or stop the disease. But I remind myself… I didn’t cause it, can’t control it, and I couldn’t cure it. Unfortunately neither could he.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – manage
If it was up to me
We’d need no referee
To divide our things
When to your love I cling
You want to walk out
So much that you shout
“It’s over, goodbye!”
Now I sit here and cry
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – referee
She stared at the paper and her face showed her disgust. She picked up the phone and dialed a number. When she heard him answer she didn’t waste time with a hello, she yelled, “What the hell happened to an amicable even split? This list of things you want is crazy!”
She listened briefly to him, and then said, “Don’t give me that poor me speech. You know I helped get you through college.”
In a short time, she interrupted him and said, “Fine, then talk to my lawyer!” Then she dropped the phone and stormed out of the room.
Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) – amicable
Her candor cut to the point
She had been brutally honest
Telling him the truth
He was slowly killing himself
She compared it to
Suicide with a butter knife
Slow and agonizing
He just refused to see it
And would most certainly
Never do anything to fix it
If only he would show signs
That he was trying to get help
She would stay and fight
But watching him fall apart
Was killing her slowly too
And this was how she would
Ultimately save herself and her daughter
With a new freedom
It was too late to save him
He died in less than two years
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – candor
