Prodigies of a Love Connoisseur

His soul lingers around
My atmosphere.
Real life is happening.
He’s missing everything.

Not to mention,
His kids birthdays.
Milestones,
And so many more things.

Tears fall,

Whenever I think.
How awful it must be.
To give up on everything. 

How can a human being
Who truly loved him,
Sit and blame his addictions.
When realization is what
His addiction left me with.

I got out,
But the residual damage,
Lingers inside of this house.
Thinking of all of his,
Prized possessions.
How easy it was,
For him to let go of them.

The sadness of his loved ones.
Weighs heavily on my conscious.
Even if his issues,
Are no longer my burdens.
With invisible line,
I still feel connected.
As if I could ever,
Clean up all his messes.

When did his choices,
Become my convictions.
I’m a kind hearted person,
I didn’t deserve this.
I worked to damn hard,
To end up with,

Another abuser.
It is really sad,
The Prodigies of a love connoisseur.

Just cause my heart,
Protects, loves and honors.
Doesn’t mean that I,

Had to take on his karma.
His choices, 

Are his to face.
I deserve to live in peace.

Hell,

Being a God loving woman,
Delivered demons 

To my front doorstep.
Dressed as everything,

I ever wanted.
That shit is hard,

To fucking decipher.

So I relied on my faith,
To show me what’s right.
Always bringing,

The truth into light.

So I never go down without a fight.

He might’ve ruptured my heart
And piled upon it,

More venomous scars.
Laughing with,
Someone new in the dark.
Thinking he captured 

My loving spark.
But I know how,

To swim out of the murk.

Although she is sad,
She is fierce.
She won’t let this break her.
He can’t stop her,
From singing Gods verse.

She will love again someday.

She’ll ride off in the sunset 

With her white horse.

While he faces his karma 

And lives with remorse.

Or tragedy.
Because of his choices.
I’m afraid he may,

End up in a hearse.

Written by Epiphany Tiffany.