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Memoir In Prose

20, and oh so green
body lean
senses not too keen
or not keen enough to keep walking
but I decided to give him
my number, my time
I chose to fall for those lines
I was only 20
so is it a crime to be green?
So then we dated
a movie or two
we'd do what young folks do
and just hang.
sometime later
far less than a year
my belly was growing
with a baby in there
and he
cheated
and succeeded in telling me that it was
a one time thing and I would sing
every sad love song
because my heart was broken.
I took the token apologies and tried
at times I lied too
and cheated
but love defeated logic
and like a fool I married
and brought another child into
this
mess
that I tested
out at the expense of
my children
and with little remorse
he stayed the course
and I filed for divorce
because
being second and being wife
is an ironic way to live your life
and I walked away
walking away from him
led him to walk away from his kids
the one I bore for him
for us
with him
and years later
he caters to strangers
who are now his family
and for some reason cant stand me
for placing an order for him to
take care of his kids
after all
the least I can get is the money
since he won't love them.
but he fights
in fact, he refuses
and uses pointless
excuses
it is all somehow my fault
that we failed
I suppose there is no love
that ever prevails
over the broken heart that wails
within the chest of
the super single mom
The S we wear on our chest is just...
to cover the gaping hole
that was left of our heart
when it ran away with our spirit and soul
the smile is plastered
and cracks faster than most care to know
because the frowning single moms woes
make others feel uncomfortable.
so we remain humble
and press on.
another daddy gone
another single mom is born
spending her days
only to raise
more single moms



Comments

  1. Unbearably profound, as a man who wishes for a family my soul aches that any man is able to put himself before those he created. The relationship with the mother is immaterial in his obligations to the children. I pray somehow these cycles end. Do everything you can to instill in your girls not to fall prey to these "half-men". They deserve a father, not a gene donor.

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  2. Its an unfortunate reality to live however, I try to take each day as a blessing. I hope to be found by a good man but I have promised to remain alone for the rest of my days rather than settle for less than what my family deserves

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