When I met you, it was like I had known you for years.
After I married you life was days full of never ending tears.
The first time you went away I stood strong by your side.
The second time you left me I just wanted to curl up and die.
We shared so much in such a little time.
You were my best friend, lover, and you would do anything for me at the drop of a dime.
Then you changed and hurt me real bad.
After you promised to be my daughter's new dad.
I don't know what we did so wrong to deserve this pain.
I didn't want our marriage to end in such vain.
Visiting you in prison used to make me sick inside.
You weren't there when I needed you, and I felt like I wanted to die.
You weren't there to hold me like you used to when I fell asleep at night.
As much as I hated to, I even missed when we had a fight.
The last time you went to prison it was for three years.
You got out 3 months ago, and all you have brought me is tears.
You have gone back to your same old ways.
You just don't know how much I miss the old days
When we used to laugh and lay in bed and talk 'till the early morn.
Now sometimes I wish you were never born.
I loved you so much, so much I ruined my life for you.
And this is how you repay me, it's ok because you will get what's coming to you when the time is due.
But as much as you hurt me, I still have love in my heart.
Just never understood why you let drugs tear our family apart.
Poem About Husband Not Changing After Jail Time
I totally agree with you. I, along with my fiance, were arrested due to something that happened because of our addiction. This was my first time with a charge involving drugs but not his. He...
Tearing Down The Walls
Published by Family Friend Poems September 2008 with permission of the Author.
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I totally agree with you. I, along with my fiance, were arrested due to something that happened because of our addiction. This was my first time with a charge involving drugs but not his. He is willing to do however much time the judge wants him to do just so I will not have to go back to jail or have a drug charge on my record. I was in jail a month before I got my lawyer and got to come home on bond. He has been in almost two months and he finally gets to come home on bond tomorrow. I haven't gotten to touch, hug, or kiss him since the day we were arrested. I haven't wanted anything since I've been home, but I have seen multiple times addicts go in and out of jail, some of which has been my family. We definitely need rehab as a sentence for addicts who have committed nonviolent offences.