What am I supposed to do when I have someone like you?
Walking around egg shells until I am blue.
There's a fear in my heart because you like to play games.
What in the world is our relationship supposed to gain?
We can't move forward because your husband is a coward.
I feel myself getting weaker by the day.
But in your head, everything is okay.
What kind of person puts someone through that kind of stress?
I think I should call the press.
You say it's god putting us to the test.
But to me it's just a big pest.
Nicholas Wayde Turner
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crumbling-6/
