The Sound Of Silence

When we first started dating
I had no expectation of forever
I was content with the immediate
And enjoyed each moment with her.
All the mundane chatter
And flirtatious wordplay
Leading to the longing looks
And the sentimental words of love.
Back then time evaporated,
Hours seeming to pass in seconds
And in all those moments
Precluding our life together.
The one thing we never had was silence.

But that was then and this is now
And now the silence deafens me.
No more chatter,
Words are used miserly
As if endowed with great value
And not to be wasted
On flirtation or sentiment.
Words, when used, now bite
With venomous spite
Moments now last an eternity
Clocks that once seemed to race through time
Run now in slow motion.
Her contemptuous looks wither me
Longing now for my extinction.

Tables turned

Domestic abuse, whether physical or emotional, is usually thought of as an issue affecting women, but there are cases where it is the wife who is the abuser.


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