Unfortunate Endings

She invested all her time

into a man who was

slowly eating away at

everything she was.

If only she had taken

up a hobby instead:

her paintings would have

brightened dark rooms;

hand sewn quilts would have

warmed loved ones;

fresh, hot meals

could feed all she knew.

In the end, she only found

herself to be tired and alone

with no time or energy

to do anything else but

simply exist as the woman

who could have been more.