Setting Boundaries

Divorce

What are you so angry for?

With every year, I took you to enjoy and soar.

A flower filled with pedals.

Each year has fallen crinkled and crushed.

Thoughts and memories of parties, trips and good things forgotten,

Only conflict and pain here.

Money is the center of all dear and tear.

What about love?

Nothing I do matters.

It is all but glass shatter.

College trips, new cities, shopping fun.

Disappears like it was stolen.

He robbed me of my life.

With one swift bit of strife.

As soon as your hand hit my face,

There was nothing left but waste.

But who pays?

Our children have nothing but decay.