It canít be changed

He was so selfish:
He was a love rat.
She, young and foolish,
And so, thatís that.

She ran away in panic
As She grew fat,
Gave their child away
Well, it seemed like that.

It canít be changed,
She hurt them both,
And so many regrets,
To tell the truth.

The truth! Thatís what
She never told,
The secret made
Her heart grow cold.

The passing years
Buried it deep,
A festering wound
Robbing her sleep.

After so many years
She must confess
Her dreadful deed
- He deserved no less.

And so, one day,
Heart beating strong
She called the number
Hidden for so long.

It rang, and rang
As her heart broke,
The call was answered:
A womanís voice spoke.

An impatient sigh-
ďWhoís this?Ē It said,
ďNo, heís not here-
In fact, heís dead.Ē

So, now, the secret
Must remain such.
This final loss
Was just too much.

With aching heart
To her bed she went,
Mourning Her love.
Her life was spent.

Alone she lived:
Alone she passed.
Her sins absolved,
In peace, at last.





Poetry by Marie Cadavieco The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-03-17 at 01:19

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Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
I have read this poem twice. The first time it surprised me that such painful feelings were treated in what seemed like a light way, but upon reading it again, I realized what a strong poem this is. I always enjoy your poems. There is nothing light about them.
Ashe
2018-03-18


jim The PoetBay support member heart!
Your latest poem (Je Ne Regrette Rien) is about feeling no regret, and this poem is about a lifetime of regret. I like the connection, and I like downward flow of this poem, it mirrors life itself.
2018-03-17


Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
A very powerful and effective poem. The short lines work well. Thank you for posting it!
2018-03-17