I've lost everything,
My home.
My car.
My children.
Even my damn cats.
I have nothing.
Boxes in a storage unit.
All due to an error in judgement.
Hubris, the Greeks called it.
The tears finally come.
Grief at letting everyone down.
I have failed in my role as
Provider.
Nurturer.
Mother.
The keys jingle as I lock the door
For the last time.
Walking away.
Nothing to vindicate
My actions.
WOW! Powerful write that hits to the heart of the matter. You capture the essence of this situation with no artifice or intentional tug on the heartstrings. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThe depression and grief are thick. My heart aches.
ReplyDeleteWhen ego takes precedence there is nothing to hold onto anymore. Having to face that the only recourse is walking away may be vindication enough. I hope.
ReplyDeleteaw that's so sad.I feel the pain.
ReplyDeleteNothing is so bad....
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The sparse and careful placing of these fine words make that emptiness groan even louder..it is always refreshing to have a story laid out bare..that's why I love your writing..Jae
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