she'll still be here in ten years

our relationship but a crime

I will ony survive this trial if

I take it on one day at a time

 

philosophies come in guises

some aim at personal charm

other strive for success, or

the avoidance of self-harm

 

mine is to keep my head up

dont get agitated at her tics

ignore the tone of her voice

the jabs and yells and tricks

 

deep breathing often helps

mindfulness is not so easy

therapy far too expensive

cannabis makes me queasy

 

panic seems the worst enemy

when fear invades your head

followed by endless fantasies

or scenarios of her lying dead

 

there can be only one solution

to this seminal crisis in my life;

put my silly pride in my pocket

and face going back to the wife