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Just thought I'd share a poem I am writing (working progress) ... If you would like to add or change a verse, you may find it therapeutic... I did! Feel free to comment :)



Knock knock knock

It's time to search o clock



It's an early winter's morning,

I'm awoken by a commotion,

I grab the kids from their sleeping cots,

And the rest of my story sets motion.



I watched them tear my home to shreds,

Searching through every drawer,

There were at least ten men in my house,

Looking through stuff, God knows what for.



Knock knock knock

It's facing it o'clock



I waited by my phone all day,

Assuming it was all a big mistake,

Talking to all these agencies about us,

Praying they wouldn't take my kids away.



When you finally came home,

You had a look of awful woe,

You told me all the things you'd done,

You were no longer a friend, just foe.



Knock knock knock

It's seperation o clock



For weeks I couldn't speak to you,

What you did made me feel sick,

But I was the one who was greiving,

My perfect life, gone so quick.



My family told me to leave you,

Something I thought about good and hard,

But through it all, I couldn't do it,

I just had to let down my guard.



Knock knock knock

It's living alone o clock



The social banned you from the house,

Left alone to raise the kids,

What would I even tell them?

Dad's done things even God forbids.



You tried to do things when you could,

But nothing was enough,

You said sorry a thousand times,

But I'm sorry - I was finding things tough.



Knock knock knock

It's isolation o'clock



Everyone says to leave you,

Lock him away and throw the key,

But something is telling me to stay,

I really don't want to flee.



I know you're not a bad person really,

What you did was a big mistake,

I can't control how I feel for you,

They're my feelings I cannot fake.



Knock knock knock

It's trial o clock



I sat alone in my bed,

Scared to think about tomorrow,

The truth will out, they always say,

I know I'll be full of sorrow.



The judge looks you up and down,

I sit beside your mother and cry,

I can't handle what they're saying about you,

But for sake of the family I will try.



Knock knock knock

It's nearly over o clock



My family have walked out on me,

They say I'm stupid to stay,

But something inside is saying stay put,

They have no idea how I feel today.



The lack of support is unreal,

Nobody thinks of us left behind,

There's things I can't tell anyone,

My mind is in constant decline.



Knock knock knock

It's full disclosure o clock



When we dreamt of the future together,

Our family home and dog,

I had no idea it would end like this,

Just me, my kids and the fog.



Knock knock knock

There's no time left on the clock.

Thank you all. It was never really to share, just a creative outlet that really helped xx