Better Never Than Fatal

As you approach thirty must you lose your sanity

Inside out, in the deepest depth of your bottomless soul, you know and we know you have no love for him

You can't even fake it anymore

We know you have no iota of respect or affection for his person

In your twenties his very presence would have irritated you

In your twenties his core would have upset you

Yet, somehow, by miracle or by practice, you choose to stay put

You hold the torch of marriage up high

Burning every part of you that is pure and true

Until nothing is left but ashes and dust

As you approach thirty, you quit following your dreams and instead chase shadows

As you approach thirty, you lose your dignity

You look him in the eyes, and all you see is half a man

But desperation has humbled you to affection

So like a dog on a leash, you bend down and stay mute

We see this

We see through it

We applaud your strength and new found status

Deep down we laugh and mock you

We know, but you don't know that we know

Your fate is hinged and stays hanging on the manhood of a man you have no form of love or affection for

As you approach thirty, you intend to run faster than you have been running because your very essence is evaporating

You are scared menopause is gonna pause all men from playing with you

We know you sleep less worrying about being childless

You stay awake, afraid to dream of the unmerciful claws of your parents

Blocking your ears to their incessant cries of the joys of motherhood

Slowly ebbing out of your reach

But ask yourself this one last time...do you deserve this fate

Does he deserve this lifetime of loveless marriage, maybe he does...

But do you?

This union embarked upon solely for procreation

As you approach thirty must you lose your dignity to satisfy third parties?

Is this journey worth it

Is having children in a loveless marriage worth answering Mrs

Does a loveless marriage worth the totality of your entire life's work and existence?

Statistics has proven that a large number of women are married to men they don't love

Don't be part of the statistics

Cheating isn't only when you defile the bed

You cheat yourself when you walk down the aisle knowing you left your heart and soul behind

You cheat yourself everyday

Walking hand in hand with low standard

Sleeping side by side with substandard

Waking up every blessed day to mediocrity next to you

Jaded to belong to an imaginary class of women with husbands

To feel complete you sacrifice the one thing that actually makes you completes

Your freedom and happiness

Marriage isn't a life's ambition

There's no better late than never here

Better never than fatal!

We see you

And even though we forgive you, when you look into your reflection in the mirror and it stares back at you...will you forgive you?


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