The Poison

[Keith Wilby]

Sorry for the long post but this is a long song, and I thought filling in the back story might help.

Once upon a time, there was a 62 year old man whose wife had died two years ago at the age of 59. They had been married for 30-odd years and had two children but, throughout the marriage, the man was convinced that he had married “rebound girl” and privately, he had pined for his "first love" from his teens for the whole of that time. This had the effect of the man holding back on his affections for his wife, since he did not want to betray his “first love”.

Since his wife’s death, he had time to reflect on the effect that his futile interest in his “first love” had had on his marriage and, over time, he came to realise that she had been a “poison” inside his mind all along. He hadn’t willed it, he wished she’d never been there, but there had been nothing he could do about it. It was like some sort of morbid obsession outside of his control. He realised that had it not been for this “poison”, he very likely would have had a much closer and more loving relationship with his wife.

Because she had passed away before he could discuss it with her, he has an imaginary conversation with her to explain himself and to offer something of an apology in an attempt to achieve some closure. That conversation is this song.

As always, comments invited and thanks for sticking with me thus far.

 

[DeeringAmps]

So this is autobiographical? OUCH!

Sad story, but enjoyed the piece.

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[Keith Wilby]

12 hours ago, DeeringAmps said:

So this is autobiographical? OUCH!

Sad story, but enjoyed the piece.

As with a lot of what I write, there are elements of me in it 🙂