Sunday, September 18, 2016

He Leaves Me Everyday

I'm sorry it's been awhile since I've posted, I've been busy and recently started a new job. It's hard to write anything worth reading when your mind is full of so much worldly propaganda.

Something that kind of came out of the creative depths of my mind, I'm talking the level labeled: Cobwebs, was a consideration and appreciation of something that happens to me daily. Here's what I mean:

My boyfriend leaves me everyday, every single day, except Sundays.... I go through emotional turmoil as I hear him shut the back door every morning. But I know he leaves me, not because he wants to, but because he's a good, hardworking man.

My brain had a whole lot to spill about at 5:30 a.m. so with a pun intended here's what I came up with, and I have to say, every time I read these lines, I feel and hear my heart crack like thin ice being stepped on, because any good woman knows, that her loyal and faithful mate will leave her many times throughout their lives:

To The Man That Leaves Me Everyday

Over and over you walk away.
I lay here wishing you'd stay.

But I know,
You must go.

Tears don't fall from my eyes,
My heart still feels demise.

I always know you'll come back,
Because devotion you do not lack.

You leaving me everyday,
Hurts in every way

I know, tis a must,
You'll return with more than lust.

Before dawn you leave
And until dusk I'll grieve

Such a unique warfare,
Everyday blessed with prayer.

Where it is that you go,
Is not white as snow.

Sweat drips into your soul.
As you shovel so much coal.

Your back, oh how it aches,
And your hands are black cakes.

Burnt and charred,
I'm left unmarred.

You leave me everyday,
To keep us here to stay.

But come back at night,
For me to fix with might.

Your body is hard and tough,
Mine is not even rough.

Much love and affection,
I am not your vixen.

Being gone all day, everyday,
To return between my breasts to lay.

And there I will cradle you,
Until your eyes hide their blue.

In sleep we will not quarrel,
But will lay in peace of moral.

And I know with morning you'll awaken,
Pulling cover over so I remain unshaken.

Starting the days all over again,
Is when I'll know it then.

The man who leaves me everyday,
Loves me in every possible way.

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