The Bending Tree

 

I took off my ring after that night. 

  I had cried too many times. 

Ran too many times. 

Begged. Pleaded. 

too many times. 

It was 

The first time that we attempted to get pregnant, 

That I actually begged God that it was not so. 

After 4 years of planning and working towards exactly that goal;  

After threats and fights of leaving. After coming back together and believing; 

Time 

     After time, 

            After time...

I did so much bending....

But you kept raging and raging. 

You kept drinking and drinking. 

and you finally did. 

  you finally snapped that branch, 

and broke it. 

And there would be no more bending. 

  Aching yes. 

Creeking and sore limbs, of course, 

But there would be no more bending, 

For what you broke.