An Angry Wife

I have been thinking about it. Your anger. Your growing nastiness. The philandering. Your hatred.

Towards me, but of course it was not me at all.

You sit and blame me, Not for what i have done, But for what you couldn't do. 

Lets take  a journey

When you left me unattended, I sat and waited for you

I bore my soul and body for you

I chose to trust, even when my instincts were screaming at me, not to.

I have chosen you over and over again. I hated myself so that i can love you

Your escapades left me with a deep resentment for myself and my body

I felt i was not enough to quench you, But of course I was.

I tried to help you find yourself, But still it was not enough

You took and never cared .

You mauled my body. You damaged my heart. 

I do not blame you

I am angry, at myself

So, when you sit and blame, whine and complain

Look at the millions times, you looked at my face and lied

Look at the moments You would sneak around and come to climb on the bed with me.

Look at the purity of my body, you tainted with strange women.

Look at the times i went to hospital and I wouldn't want to mention my disease.

Look at the millions you undressed me, you spoke ill of me

Look at the times you let others harm me

Look at the times you would abuse and insult me

Look at the times you slapped my face to oblivion

Look at the tears i cried for nights unending

Look at the anger you put into me

Look and before you want my pity, Think again

Think again