The sickness

My, my, my apple tree, oh how far I’m gonna fall from your leaves
For my blood may be tainted but my skin is thick
To hide it well for I know you can’t take the sickness out of the sick.

You gave into temptation, took a bite and went past realization
And the poison pumps through your veins and therefore mine
And I could get sick but I watch for the signs.

For my, my, my apple tree, I’m only half the person I should be
I’m half polluted and I’m half sane
I’m half the leftovers from your indistinct teenage phase

But I hide it well, yes I hide it well for I’d never tell, I’d never tell
But if you hang around here for a while
You’ll notice the empty photo albums and cracks in my smile

But I hide you well, yes I hide you well for I only tell, I only tell
Half my story and half lies
For I keep my secrets safe from judgemental eyes.

I’m not enviable but I’m not envious, for it may have been a mess
But my sympathy can only go so far
For those who make the D word worthy of a scar.

And their eyes show the resent they feel for the torment
Of being tied to a chair
For their children are the only thing that keeps them there

For my, my, my apple tree, if you stayed oh who would I be?
Sad, sad, sad if she worried about pride
For its ended the best, making it all so glorified.

Great write

This brings me back to a dark place when I wrote "FU". I think this is a wonderful write and I wish you all the best. Divorce is a muddy path but it ends in a sunny, beautiful place. All the best to you and your family. Take care. Keep writing!!!

creative365 / Guy Hoffman
http://www.flickr.com/creative365

Powerful!

I love the imagery you use to express the emotion of your situation, and I appreciate your hints at what I consider the too often unacknowledged truths about weight of the individual vs the relationship.
Thanks for sharing this!
Amber

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