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The rule is over.

Reigning for a long time.

Yet, amidst the celebrations

No one looked at the ground

She trod upon.

She was just a woman

and now her time has come.

Fictional or real

Her impact will live on.

The game shows the work involved

In running a kingdom.

Now the game has ended

And I mourn my characters last breath.

Life is different

when I am with him.

Things are happier.

More joy is found.

Chores no longer seem tiring.

But life is not fair

and he can only visit.

And I cannot stay with him.

Lumbar props.

Arm rests.

Foot stools.

Things people who have money

or connections can afford.

The rest of us

Improvise or simply suffer.

We want it.

We need it.

It helps with the necessities of life.

We want more.

We think we need more.

More than we need to survive.

More to see no one else

has power over us

because they see we want money.

It is held over our heads

like a dream out of reach.

Yet we still grab for it.

Greedy?

Or simply habit?

When epiphany awakes.

You realize just what you dread.

the words finally find you.

You can make them said.

Acknowledge them

and then maybe

just maybe

you can address it

and find a way to conquer it.

At a time

Of uncertainty.

Remorse dwells deep.

Fear inculcates hatred.

Suspicion leads to anger.

Mistrust wipes out hope.

Yet hope remains.

It is stronger than most people realize.

It is a shell of a life.

Dedicated to others.

Nothing for myself.

I give and give and give.

Eventually I break.

I have nothing more to give.

They are okay.

I am not.

It will take several more years

before I begin to get better.

The struggle is still there.

I am still expected to give.

Now I take time for myself.

This routine was broken

and now it is time

to renew the energy

that was given by the break.

The pair broken up.

What should be whole

Is incomplete.

Once again

the dryer ate the other sock.