"King Henry" (a poem)

When we were together
she had multiple affairs
Liaisions with losers
and mad millionaires
Dancing the f**ktrot
with actors and druids
Being their fantasy
drinking their fluids
Helping the heartless ones
getting their kicks
Lowering her standards
to let others have their fix
She tried different flavours
she ran the gamut
She says she's a player
I think she's a slut
But ours is a world
that now celebrates sin
So I'm the 'bad' yang
she's 'adventurous' yin
While I spend my evenings
in solitary slumbers
She'll end up with anyone
racking up numbers
Boasting to barmates
recounting with pride
While crying, and dying
and trying to hide
But I see through the selfishness
into the shame
The one who is helpless
and throwing out blame
Hating herself
for the things that she's done
Wracked with remorsefulness
and calling it fun
Losing herself
in an egoic hole
Repeating behaviours
that shatter her soul
Stuck in a cycle
that's wasting her youth
While I hold my head up
embracing the truth
So while she's in bed
with a partner or three
I can sleep in my bed
feeling proud to be me

RC 17-2-26