Her suit was black and clung to her,
Her figure skeletal, and nails sharpened to a point.
She walked into a room that once was light
With love and people sharing life
And once she graced them with her darkened presence
Then the colour drained and warmth
It seeped out through the gaps that they forgot to fill.
You say she’ll never change the nature of your love
But everyone has gaps,
Don’t be so naive.
I’m not hating on lawyers here, but I have to say that whenever they come onto the scene, relationships often start to go south. I’ve unfortunately been through a divorce and now I’m seeing my parents going through it and try as you might to keep things civil, it just never seems to happen.
I was twenty one when I found out my husband was cheating and I was heartbroken but as soon as things became legal they also seemed to morph into something quite dark and ugly.
I got so scared of lawyers that I struggled to deal with buying a house because I knew that they were involved in the process. Every time I had to converse with them I felt sick to the stomach because I had this feeling that everything would turn to hate.
I told my dad that things would turn nasty as soon as my mum started proceedings and he looked at me like I was mad. Now I struggle to listen to anything he tells me about the divorce because she is just grinding him down.
I know that lawyers act with skill and integrity but I have fostered this fear of what they stand for and what they can do to a family. I hate that the law can incite so much hate between people who once loved each other….and I wish that things could be different.