Chances Missed

by -Choke-On-MY-Halo-   May 14, 2015


-A Soldier's home-

It's solitary like the life he signed up for,
to serve and defend for his country-
Sometimes he misses her, but it's for the best
that he gave her up.
She didn't need a man that would be halfway
across a country,
what she needed was a loving man that would
hold her in the middle of the night and soothe her
when ghosts of her past woke her up.
Or when she wanted to cry into his shoulder and
feel protected by his loving embrace.

- Her wounded heart -

Days like these, it was hard staying sober.
She'd look into the picture of them together
and the tears would itch to come out.
They looked so happy together, then he had joined
the military, and while he loved her so he couldn't
"break her heart" if he went and never came back.
Holding the picture to her chest, she would drink
scotch to make it burn and take her mind off of them.

She had a child now,
He'd never know, how much his child missed
out on.
So, for her it was rare for her to drink but her son was
at a friend's house for the night.

Toasting to him, and to the memories of the past
she drank yet another sip of her drink.
Bitterly she threw the bottle against the wall
cried till she couldn't anymore for that was done.

Her child needed her stronger than this
for chances missed, he'd have had a father,
but she'd be damned if she'd scar her son,
so she had to stay sober.

*This was written for Baby Rainbow's contest a long time ago but I never posted it.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Very sad poem, but I guess so true for so many people. Hard topic well written

  • 9 years ago

    by Starlight

    I'm a United States Marine. My current speciality in the Corps is Postal Clerk. I originally wanted to do Data Network Specialist, though that was changed. Being deployed in a combat zone as a Postal Clerk or whatever speciality you choose is still dangerous and every Wife/Husband knows that.

    I could easily get into a firefight while delivering mail to fellow Marines just so that they could get their mail from their loved ones. Many postals have died alongside infantrymen in these cases. A Marine is a Marine. I'm just grateful that times are slowing down and combat-zone deployments are becoming scarce, for now.

    Moria Bella Knight, I can't say enough about your poem. You proved to many how hard it is to have a soldier, Airman, Sailor, and Marine as a loved one. I can't imagine how depressing it is for you to sit at home and think about all of the things you'll do with him when he gets back. Though unfortunately that doesn't happen sometimes.

    Good job baby girl!

    Semper Fi

  • 9 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Life can be very overwhelming at times but it makes us stronger at the end. Very sad and heartbreaking write.

  • 9 years ago

    by Britt

    Very first line, I think it should be It's.. or the line is missing a little something here. :)

    This poem is very heartbreaking. You showed the pain from multiple sides, often some sides that definitely don't get shown as often. The family sacrifices as well, and they are all still very human with very human issues, such as addiction. Well penned piece.

  • 9 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    This is sad. I think when you are in love, we all need that one person who we feel safe with. And being solider is not only tough on the solider, but on the family as well. we don't think about that a lot of times. I love the personal touch you bring to this poem and the feelings you portray here. Here though you seem to show the double side of the main character, how she feels loved when he is there and without. We all go through our own battles, so I really liked how you worded this. This person is fighting overseas and the character is battling being sober, which is a great connection in my opinion. we all have unseen battle within our souls. I love the ending as well, because she is trying to stay sober for her child and lover. This was a great all round poem with lots of plays on emotions. 5/5

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