Worst What Ifs

How could I move on

Past the anger- the fury

Most certainly to eclipse

All the love we hold

From this, long, life together

Lost to your intransigence?

And what of your son

needlessly deprived of you

When he needs a family most?

All he has is me,

A hollow and hobbled shell

Hardly able to hold him.

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