He packed his bags, and pulled the ties on his shoe,
In his mind he felt this was the only thing to do,
He took some paper, and a pencil from the drawer,
And penned a letter to his wife, signed forever yours.


Dear Wife,

"When you read this, I will not be here but gone,
I had to leave, things lately have seemed wrong,
Please understand this and believe me when I say,
You were not the reason, that I chose to leave today.
My darling wife, for some time now I have been unwell,
My mind slowly corrupting, making my life hell,
Please remember that I love you, I swear that much is true,
And all I've ever wanted was to spend my life with you.
But life is never simple, and sometimes we are dealt,
With cruel blows that cause us the greatest pain we've ever felt,
Our minds can't always take the hurt, and so we start to crack,
I would do anything right now, just to have my sanity back.
My wife, I love you, more than I could ever say in words,
But it would split my heart in two, if I ever saw you hurt,
And I know deep down, you would never wish to see me in this way,
So you understand, that was the reason I had to leave today.
Packing my bags was not easy, but the only option left,
Because my love for you tells me this is for the best,
I promise I'll come back to you, just as soon as I am better,
But never doubt my love for you, for the truth is in this letter."


On finishing the letter that night, she cried herself to sleep,
And every day after that, his leaving cut her deep,
Every night she'd pray for him, and long to see his face,
But days turned into nights, and she seemed to lose her faith...


Dear Husband,


"It's been nearly a whole year now since you left me, alone,
No letters you have sent, no message on the phone,
I have thought endlessly on how and where you are,
My heart has been true to you, though yours has wondered far.
Through every minute that passes by, you are on my mind,
And I have prayed silently that you've not left me behind,
But my fears are worsened, as each day turns to night,
And how I long to hear you say that you are still alright.
That feeling that you spoke about, just twelve months ago,
When you penned your hurting letter, as you chose to go,
Has now found it's way to me, slowly causing me pain,
As I sit here lonely, aching, longing for your love again.
'Life is never simple' were the very words you said,
And now I feel the same way too, my heart just feels so dead,
I wish that i could touch your hand, and how I long to hear your voice,
I am nothing without you, love, and so I've made my final choice.
If ever you should come back, and find that I'm not here,
Please know deep down, inside your heart, my love remained sincere,
I have loved you for so long, I am forever yours,
And never doubt my love for you, because I always was..."

04/08/2009

Author's Note: A poem about Depression and the devastating consequences it can have.

Posted on 04/08/2009
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