{"id":129931,"date":"2023-09-02T12:23:45","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T16:23:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=129931"},"modified":"2023-09-02T12:23:45","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T16:23:45","slug":"empty-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/empty-5\/","title":{"rendered":"Empty"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For fifteen years I did my best<\/p>\n<p>To honor all those vows<\/p>\n<p>We shared before Goddess and man<\/p>\n<p>But I had to get out<\/p>\n<p>He had a mistress those last few years<\/p>\n<p>And I could not compete<\/p>\n<p>When I tried to intervene<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;d knock me off my feet<\/p>\n<p>Her name was Alcohol, and I<\/p>\n<p>Had to make a choice<\/p>\n<p>To survive or lay down and die<\/p>\n<p>I had to find my voice<\/p>\n<p>So I filed all the paperwork<\/p>\n<p>That said this all ends here<\/p>\n<p>And every vow that came before<\/p>\n<p>Just had to disappear<\/p>\n<p>Divorce became my saving grace<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s how I did survive<\/p>\n<p>And two years later I got the call<\/p>\n<p>That I was the only one alive<\/p>\n<p>I barely heard the coroner<\/p>\n<p>When she told me he was gone<\/p>\n<p>I just hoped he&#8217;d found some peace<\/p>\n<p>Wherever he&#8217;d moved on<\/p>\n<p>So, for me, those vows they preach<\/p>\n<p>When they join two souls together<\/p>\n<p>Were only hollow promises<\/p>\n<p>That couldn&#8217;t last forever<\/p>\n<p>And people rarely understand<\/p>\n<p>The grief I carry with me<\/p>\n<p>For the man he was before the bottle<\/p>\n<p>Made us both so empty.<\/p>\n<p>~Mandy Kocsis\u00a92023~<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For fifteen years I did my best To honor all those vows We shared before Goddess and man But I had to get out He had a mistress those last few years And I could not compete When I tried to intervene He&#8217;d knock me&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1516,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136,441,5],"tags":[5765,1417,5827,683],"class_list":["post-129931","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-poetry-prompts","tag-2023poetrymarathon","tag-hour4","tag-mandyslandpoetry","tag-marriage"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129931","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1516"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=129931"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129931\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":129956,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129931\/revisions\/129956"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=129931"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=129931"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=129931"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}