Feel like a stranger at home
Alone though married
Guards up, sabers drawn
Ready to duel
Till first blood drawn
Long vanished is the hope
That marriage
Will be a sanctuary
That nourished the soul
Instead despair made a permanent home
Past expectations blind
To the beauty of what could be
Chasing the chimera
‘Who we married years ago’
Is fatal as death can be
Pulling in different directions
Evolving parallel lives
Alone in their misery, united in strife
It takes two to get married
And just one to see, how lonely it can be!
Anita Atina
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-stranger-at-home/
