Her Bitter Pill

“Just swallow!” she said
It seemed without care
Not a drink...
Or something sweet
Just a look of contempt
From the kitchen sink

So down it went
That bitter pill
It's taste still remains
Where forgiveness should be
Now years have passed
But the truth is the same
Did I need that truth?
From the one I loved

That bitter pill
I thought was a cure
But it made things worse
Since she's been gone
I pretend that it worked
But they can see in my eyes
Truth is hard to swallow
When it has no effect

When she walked out that door
And never looked back
Her truth it seemed
Was different to mine
When I should be me
I only see us
In that kitchen sink
Where hopes and dreams
Were washed away
Replaced by this
A taste that remains
Of her bitter pill
Her truth...not mine

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