The final act

And for this final act 

Turn on all of the lights 

Don’t let any shadows form on this stage 

For now the plot is revealed 

Finally we hit the penultimate moments of this wretched tragedy 

We all assumed it was such a love story to start with 

But the sheep’s wool soon fell down to reveal that wolf 

So now as the final lines are revealed 

The reality of this truth fills the room with a fog 

We can barely take in our breath 

We keep thinking back to the big W day 

To the first and second house thinking surely they were built to last 

Like an old Welsh cottage 

Through all those storms and winds

Not this one however 

This was built on lies and deceit 

This was built without a thought for the future 

Especially after the C arrived and spoilt plans

Took us all on a detour that did 

Especially for me 

I felt utterly heartbroken at the news 

But I kept going 

I dug deeper 

I had so many lies under my nails from fighting for our marriage

You had so much hidden in cupboards it became overwhelming 

What did you want to me to do

Scream? Hurt myself? Cry out for you?

You might’ve been sat in front of me but emotionally you had packed up and left us months ago 

I won’t believe that you did this rushed but also I don’t think it’s been for as long as you tell yourself 

I think me becoming ill was your final nail 

For me it was the start of the unravelling of torn seams left strewn from so many years of botched jobs fixing it in different colours of material 

Trying to turn our demise into a fashion piece

To be an idol to the way society was heading 

Smile for the gram but cover the reality of emptiness

For that’s all you ever were 

Nothing I ever loved 

I was fooled 

You got me 

Like a silly joke you play on kids 

But this was my life 

My health my heart and my present 

All flipped up like a badly arranged dinner table 

You had created an arrangement that made my muscles ache and my feelings hurt 

You had turned me into a blank expressionless person 

I can never forget it 

It will take time to move past this

But I assure you as the curtains are drawn and the cast take their final bow we are pleased this run is over 

The audience leaves with a lump in their throat as they grieve what could have been 

Had this been a fantasy 

For you were never real 

You had written the story as you did daily 

And when you got bored with the character, me 

You ripped it all up and started again