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A Husband's Sorrow

A normal day,

somber and sweet,

sunshine sparkling through sprinklers,

a wonderful drive,

relaxing.



I pull into the drive and I see it.

Window broken.

Blood.


My heart stops.

My heart races.

I fly into the house like a possessed man.



My wife on the living room floor.

Sobbing.

Naked.

Curled into a ball,

trying to deny what has happened.

Face bruised.

Mouth cut.

Her tears trace into her blood,

Dripping, dripping.


She sees me, starts to cower,

she leaps into my arms.

Her face soaks my shirt.

I just hold her, whispering soothing sounds,

saying nothing.


My tears drip.

My tears fall.

My rage, my sorrow, my torment.

My agony pours from my eyes.

My baby, my wife, my love.

Violated.

Abused.

My life, my happiness.

Raped.


The police arrive, puttering around.

Taking nothing, taking everything.

The woman takes my wife into another room.

I hear my wife's sob as the woman takes more.


Weeks later, a moment later.

Another eternity.

I kiss my wife,

softly,

passionately.

I caress her body.

I look her in the eyes.

Her eyes, so beautiful.

They smile,

Softly.

Then the tears fall.

I gather her into my arms, I whisper my love.

I hold her forever.

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This is fiction. I want you to know this now. But this sort of thing happens every day. This is just the only point of view that I want to describe.

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  • SomeonesToySoldier gold member
    April 26, 2008

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    Its really a good poem about the other side of arape story. the side of the loved ones who are also victems in their own way and whos lives themselves are changed by what happened.


  • WishMeAway--x
    May 23, 2007

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    god...so damn sad. i now know how often this stuff happens and its just so depressing.

    great job on this and good luck
    ♥Chaos


  • Crepuscule
    May 22, 2007

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    Wow, it's amazing..

    I felt...

    So emotional reading this..

    You have a very unique style..

    And I love it...

    Godsh I feel like crying now..

    See I was molested..

    So I kind of relate to the wife..

    It's not like the person ran off though.

    I had to live with him.

    But thanks for the read it was totaly amazing.

    You are a rock ass poet.


    Sorry for my cursing.

    Excuse me.


    Acacia. <3

  • HiS AnGeL89
    May 20, 2007

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    This is absalutely wonderful and your right this kid of thing does happen every day and it stinks that people think that they can take advantage of other people. this is spectaculer "trying not to cry" great work


  • Flossy
    May 20, 2007

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    It is extremely touching and emotional. The sadness and pain seem real, like you are in the mind of the husband. His tenderness is admirable. Truly a heartwrenching piece.

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