Unexpected phone calls <br />late nights, destination unknown <br />Questions that have no answers told <br />how much more <br />can she take she wonders <br /> <br />Lingering perfume <br />lipstick stained collar <br />Afternoon meetings on days off of work <br />how much more <br />can she take she wonders <br /> <br />She glances around this old house <br />that hasn't felt like a home in so long <br />All she has known <br />these walls hold <br /> <br />Takes a pill to help her sleep at night <br />to chase demons of fear away <br />Holds a pillow close <br />just to somehow feel his touch <br /> <br />Can't believe the thoughts in her head <br />those signs she refuses to see sometimes <br />She could learn in time <br />to go on without him a little more each day <br /> <br />But no matter how much she tries <br />somethings are bound to get lost <br />Someone will feel guilty and get hurt <br />how much more <br />can she take she wonders <br /> <br />It's a little bit here and there <br />a white lie just to ease tention in the air <br />And will he ever find out <br />it's not him......it's her........<br /><br />Daniel Wittfoth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-much-more-7/
