I wrote this poem in response to my wife trying to convince me that I'm mentally ill for the past three years.  I have stayed with her because I don't want to be separated from my daughters.  I've adjusted to the fact that I will never get the truth from my wife, but it still hurts when she actively tries to convince me that I'm mentally ill after I caught her in lies.  The odd thing is that I've dragged her to doctors, therapists, lawyers, priests, and family members, but she hasn't so much as reached out to anyone to get me help for my so called affliction.  At this point her silence is the best I can hope for.


Don’t need Truth 
You were my friend, the one to give my all.
The one that had my heart, the one that could make me fall.
I didn’t look at others, why settle for second best.
You were my everything, in this life and the next.
 
I don’t need the Truth, but I can’t take the lies.
So, don’t move your lips, unless you can look me in the eyes.
I’m not asking for any treasure, but don’t take what is mine.
Your silence will give me, all that is fine.
 
I lost your heart, and I don’t know when.
What we built; I didn’t want it to end.
Your serpent’s tongue was easy to believe.
The prison cell was beautifully conceived.
 
Why did you take the best of us, and put it at risk?
My heart was already yours, why also take the kids?
You stepped too far by taking that which was not given.
Betraying a child’s trust, causes their worlds to be shaken.
 
I don’t need the Truth, but I can’t take the lies.
So, don’t move your lips, unless you can look me in the eyes.
I’m not asking for any treasure, but don’t take what is mine.
Your silence will give me, all that is fine.
 
Thank you for the lesson, Silence is a gift.
I’ll give it to others, so they may find their bliss.
I’d rather be a poor man, than one that speaks for gain.
So, look me in the eyes, and do not say my name.