Blind Love (rough and unedited)

Sitting with a babe on my breast;

An ache in my heart...

Yearning for the man I thought you were,

For the father I thought you would be,

The husband whom should have been devoted to me...

I wait and I wait;

Another day, and yet again you're late.

Are you with her again?

That mistress of the dark.

The one who shares in your secrets;

The one you embrace and hold through night.

Do you think I am simple?

Do you think I don't know,

That I'm not the one you love anymore?

Your mouth spouts lies,

'I love you'

'There is no one else'.

But your ice-cold touch,

Your hesitant kiss,

The distance in your gaze,

And your emotionless tone;

Confirm that which I already know.

You do not wish to be mine anymore.

No, for I have grown and the troubles of motherhood have aged me doubly so.

Naïve little girl,

How foolish I am.

For sooner should I have realized,

A self-indulgent man will never change

And he will always seek

His own fleeting pleasures of the day.

It is not my fault he is selfish,

It is just his nature and his way.

But I should have never let it come to this day.

I should have said goodbye,

Should have turned away.

Instead I remained loyal and abused,

In the barred cage I blindly forged,

From my love.