Cheating Spouse

I remember when I took the path,
To that dark and empty space.
A fog began to come over me,
and lead me to that place.
I thought the fog was my friend,
and felt it comforted me,
I never saw through its disguise,
and the monster it turned out to be.
You were standing with your back to me,
and never saw me go.
Wrapped in a blanket made of trust,
secured by the love you know.
I built your prison carefully,
with walls of lies and lust,
I led you inside its gates,
and stole your blanket of trust.
I put anger with you inside your cage,
so coldly I behaved,
and fed it with defensiveness,
turning it to rage.
I burned that blanket, ashes everywhere
but love escaped the flames,
it ran and hid and tugged at me,
gently calling out your name.
Loved chased away that horrible fog,
and led me to these walls.
I hear your cries, I see your tears,
I try to help, I stumble then I fall.
I stand outside with my new friends, sorrow, guilt and shame,
They tell me I must break down those walls,
and set you free again.
I promise I will set you free,
and turn that prison into a home.
I will stand with love by your side,
and never, never roam.
You have forgiven me for my horrible crime,
Your pain, sadness, and despair are mine.
For you see, the prison is infidelity,
Except the victim does the time.

By Anon

A cheating spouse wrote that poem.

It mad me 😢

mad = made