When you asked me to marry you, did you ever stop to think
That eventually our lives together might actually begin to stink?
Or that the great sex we use to know, would no longer be,
Because of harsh words said that make us both angry?
Did you think we wouldn’t do things that the other would hate?
Or that those things would prevent us from wanting to date?
Did you think that being married would be fun and easy?
That your worries would be over…That you could then be lazy?
You had better think again because I’m tired of being sad.
My blood is boiling red. I’ve taken all I had.
I am sick from feeling lonely. I want our love to be good.
So get off your butt! Is this understood?
Marriage takes hard work…not from one, but from two.
I refuse to throw in the towel. Divorce will never do.
When I said “Yes” to being your wife,
I admit I expected more than just existing in life.
We can improve the most by communicating everyday.
We need to be appreciative and think of nice things to say.
Can we start a new slate? I don’t care about the past.
The future means more. I need our marriage to last.
To save what is left, reposition your thinking cap
And be the man with a plan to fill our gap.
Author notes
Name: Eileen Wyatt. I wrote this poem when I was mad at my husband. We have our share of marital problems, but I get that feeling that he could care less about making our lives together better.
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I think this is good because it is so universally understood. I know of more than one couple that got married because of lust and are now merely existing beneath one roof ... it's very sad. thank you for entering
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you go girl. Man I could swear you were married to my ex. great poem and great use of words,
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