Pondering



Lying in my bed at night pondering my life
far to tired for walking now and way too drunk to drive

i keep looking at the bottle that sits on my night stand
I feel weak and unappreciated as it rattles in my hand

shaking like i was cold but pain is all I feel,
will i have the balls to follow through is this how cowards feel,

the releif I feel is fleeting and the solutionb is right here,
I pop the top quietly just so noone else will hear,

My wife is lying there asleep peaceful as she seems ,
just a couple hours ago she went crazy as she screamed

I guess I'm only dreaming to think I could be loved
I"m left with only painful thoughts knowing I'm not enough.

to many tortuous details to maention in this rift
I am lucky that she fell asleep she'd still be talking shit

the last 12 years Ive noticed that I dont know who I am
but she has made sure that I knew the place where which I stand

before when we were dating she was as sweet as she could be
we would walk around hand in hand she was proud of me.

I clutch the pills in my hand and lean back in the bath  
reaching for the razor that will save me from her wrath,

I take a breath and swallow hard there is no coming back
I dont know if my battered heart can take 1 more attack.

I place the razor open on the side where towels are stacked
then take two dozen percocet and slipp down in the bath

After what seemed eternity I feel the numb I need
then slice my wrista hastily made jaged so to bleed.

as the water al;l turns crimson and the lights are getting dark
I hear a desperate daughters plea, daddy what's wrong with your arms.

I realize it was a mistake but tears flow down her cheeks
I tell her that Im sorry this is how it has to be.

Your mommy hurt me deeply dear and i dont have much time
I dont want to die alone wish I could press rewind.

Stay with me please dont go I plead with my little girl
the only reason that I had some joy in this cokld world.

Im so sorry that you saw this it was the cowards way
then I slip down in the tub as the light and feeling starts to fade

I see her lips are moviong and shes crying daddy no!
I try and hold out 1 more breath and say i love you so.

I see my self lying in blood soaked from head to toe
and watch her sob hytsterically still tugging at my clothes

Why oh why did I do this it was not my intent
shattered her heart, the angel that God himself had sent.

The only one that didnt care that I was getting old
couldnt bring myself to to give the letter I still hold.

I told her that Im proud of her, she could do anything
but daddy was to weak to stay i know how this mihght seem

I dont want you in any way to think this is your fault
youve given me the only happy times I can recall

I try and calm her 1 last time my hand goes through her face
then panic washes over me, as i realize its too late

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Written on September 21, 2023

Submitted by mark.andrews838686 on September 21, 2023

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Scheme XX AA BB CC XX XX XX XA DD EE FF XE GG XX XD XX XX XX HH HX II JJ XX XX XX
Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 2,854
Words 645
Stanzas 25
Stanza Lengths 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2

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