If actions speak volumes as was once said,
what of leaving me alone in darkness?
I lay blanketed by sorrow in an empty bed,
where once a happy couple would sleep.
But the blame is not yours to bear alone,
for I too lashed out, not unlike a snake does.
Neither of our actions can I guiltlessly condone,
neither one of us can I shamelessly condemn.
Oh, now so often, I find myself in silent anger,
unable to feel past my blood's furious boiling.
My thoughts, scrambling in such loud clangor,
as they try so hard to break through my skull.
My love, how long until we find resolution,
the joy and peace we once so lovingly shared.
If we continue on this path, it leads to destitution,
the sort that leaves one broken and in despair.
Please, find it in your heart to open your eyes,
to see the reasons why I can no longer stay silent.
Why do you so easily brush it off, and surmise,
when I have nothing left to lose,
except the love of my life.
I'm not asking you to choose,
only to prioritize.