by dokurtybitz

She was the first

I gave my heart and my soul.

My very first time.

Two broken souls, married,

One who would submit

The other who could not talk,

Except through anger and


Stab in my heart and


Repeated over the years

Wearing away

At the person I was

Until I could finally

Walk away

With the help of another,

A yo-yo no more.

September Song Project

*note- The song I have linked to these words, was popular at the time I was going through my second break up with my first ex-wife (not quite divorce yet, that lay a few years in the future). It’s always spoken to me of my mindset and how I saw life at that point in my journey. We are both, thankfully, no longer the people we were back then.


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