My heart that’s heavier than a rock,

The front door that she won’t unlock.

The flowers that I should be sending,

Apologizing for the times I was pretending.

Her mother’s funeral that I should be attending,

The smoothies she should currently be blending.

That I won’t give her the password to my phone,

That she feels unsafe, unloved, and alone.

The problem that work give me stress,

Or how her makeup is a dying mess.

The fact that she won’t settle for less,

But… I digress.

The bleakness that I should take her there,

Or the constant reminder that I should be more aware.

My positives are never seen,

All I do is intervene.

The complexity of me always being home after five,

and the opposing fact that I should make her feel more alive.

My marriage is nothing but a trap,

Life must’ve given me the wrong map.

I have to confirm the knot isn’t loose,

Your whole world is much better hanging from a noose.