Least Read Poems About Hurt

I tried to tell you so many times
I tried to put it so you would understand in rhyme

The best I can do is to say it straight
I hate to put more on your plate

My heart is not in what we have
Please don't cry, this is going bad

I tried to tell you so many times
I said and did things, but you were blind

You would have left me if it was the other way around
please do not crumble to the ground

My bags are packed no need for me to stay
I cannot bare to see you this way

You can hate me, curse me, do what...

The fatigue shows in his eyes...
He worked 16 straight hours...again.
He loves her and provides for her.
She is his everything!

His breathing is labored at times.
He thinks he is coming down with a cold.
He can't miss work. Too many bills!
He can't afford to miss work!

The job is strenuous. He is not young.
He runs a temp. Again, the probable cold!
He is sweating and needs a cool drink.
There wasn't much time today to hydrate.

His body hurts. Overwork or age?
He swallows another handful of asprin.
Aspirin...