But What of the Ever After’s?

Misery beckons at my door.

The pain is felt like an explosive roar.

I dare not hold on to it’s delight

For fear of bringing his uttered spite.

I have no semblance of when love left.

I only know I don’t feel it’s breath.

I hold dear to that of what once was.

But I see it no more … just because.

I once looked at you and saw a man

Emboldened with strength, hope, and a plan.

But the breaking of words you impart to me

Is a heart breaking tale full of insanity.

I know not when the loving stopped.

When was it that the implosion popped?

I dare to break free of this insanity.

I can only hope for inner humanity.

I delve deeper and plummet my soul

Into the devil’s mind that has control.

I wage a war with an angel’s might

To come out strong and hold tight

To my convictions of love and light.

When will I be free from this dreary sight?

Forgive and let go, be it, I am told.

But what of the ever-after’s that were sold?