This poem discusses the difficult decision of whether to get a divorce or remain in an unhappy marriage. It describes marriage as becoming damaged over time, like a carriage. It acknowledges that divorcing takes courage to salvage one's life, but also risks becoming savage and creating carnage by unleashing years of pent-up rage. The poem concludes that divorcing may be necessary to escape an unhappy marriage, but will still result in a broken heart, especially when it comes to one's children.
This poem discusses the difficult decision of whether to get a divorce or remain in an unhappy marriage. It describes marriage as becoming damaged over time, like a carriage. It acknowledges that divorcing takes courage to salvage one's life, but also risks becoming savage and creating carnage by unleashing years of pent-up rage. The poem concludes that divorcing may be necessary to escape an unhappy marriage, but will still result in a broken heart, especially when it comes to one's children.
This poem discusses the difficult decision of whether to get a divorce or remain in an unhappy marriage. It describes marriage as becoming damaged over time, like a carriage. It acknowledges that divorcing takes courage to salvage one's life, but also risks becoming savage and creating carnage by unleashing years of pent-up rage. The poem concludes that divorcing may be necessary to escape an unhappy marriage, but will still result in a broken heart, especially when it comes to one's children.
This poem discusses the difficult decision of whether to get a divorce or remain in an unhappy marriage. It describes marriage as becoming damaged over time, like a carriage. It acknowledges that divorcing takes courage to salvage one's life, but also risks becoming savage and creating carnage by unleashing years of pent-up rage. The poem concludes that divorcing may be necessary to escape an unhappy marriage, but will still result in a broken heart, especially when it comes to one's children.
To Divorce or not to Divorce - That is the Question
Marriage is like a carriage,
a spouse bouncing like baggage, think you can manage, but ends up in damage. To flee takes courage, the residue of life to salvage, but to do so you end up savage, and just create carnage. Years of pent-up rage, urges the need to disengage, break out of the spousal slave cage, before you completely age, but for all those years, what a paltry wage. Marriage. Broken. Divorce. Broken beyond repair. Because I broke my kids’ hearts. Cherished memories of children are all that remain, shrouded in clouds of unceasing, searing pain. To divorce or not to divorce. This is the answer. (DK)