Packed Suitcases....

How's the life you've built now?

Did it turn out right?

Isn't that what you used to vow

During those long and stormy nights?

All the pain that we once shared

Dishes crashing on the kitchen floor

Suitcases thrown, a love impaired

Door knobs broken, hearts sore

All the mess we left behind

Did our child see it as their chore?

To clean up what we could never bind

A love so tumultuous, what was it for?

Was our love a mere illusion?

If it was, why did it hurt so deep?

In the face of all that confusion,

Our hearts we couldn't keep

The regrets we carried, heavy as stone

They led you to marry me in the end

But freedom, we both had known

Was it our shared regrets that helped us mend?

It wasn't a court case, no judge or jury,

The abuse, it flowed both ways, in our fury.

The dress I wore that fateful day,

Little did I know it'd all go astray.

Our anniversary, a time to celebrate,

But instead, you left, sealing our fate,

Packed up, no hint of shame,

Leaving me lost in this painful game.

I don't know why I married you, dear,

It wasn't your body or your veneer.

Was it the child we brought into our mess,

Or perhaps I was just in a haze, I confess.

Now she says "hi," innocent and sweet,

Unaware you've vanished, her father's deceit.

Thinks you're on a journey, far away,

How do I tell her the truth, what do I say?

That her father's a piece of shit, I dread,

How do I shatter the world inside her head?

In the divorce, I got nothing at all,

I tried my best, but took the fall.

All night long, I cried and sighed,

My eyes now fried, my hope denied.

Shouldn't be surprised, you're good at this game,

Leaving hearts dry, it's always the same.

But I'll keep that between you and I,

The pain and the tears, no need to pry.

She went to find you, believed in the glue,

That held our family, it was true.

So she flew to Peru, in search of you,

Her hopes and dreams, her love so true.

Her life, a flash, now turned to black,

That plane crash, it took her back.

Is it your fate, that no one deserves,

To see your face, it's what life serves?

I warned her not to chase that dream,

Knowing she'd wake up in pain, it seemed.

I'm doing well now, just thought you should know,

It became my mission to let you go.

I've bought a loft, where parties I'll host,

To mask the pain of the daughter we lost the most.

But you, you didn't even have the courage,

To make a call or offer some solace.

Life moves on, and so will I,

In the loft of my new life, under the sky.