A Bag Of Pain

I was in love and that love was tortured with rage and jealousy.

I was committed with the relationship and to have matrimony.

A six thousand mile relationship from west to east coast.

I commented on cyber space and never did anything wrong

in real life, just went to work and took care of my precious.

I will never understand why she never trusted and believed

my love that was really meant for her.

I am devastated for the treatment that I experienced.

she said I scrape the pearls on the rode side

and will never be happy for the rest of my life.

Being honest can destroy the things that was meant to be forever.

I will never understand the rage that I felt and heard.

I will never understand to be treated like a bag of pain.

Another cold winter is approaching, another love is frozen.