Come With Me

Come with me,
across a moment in time.
See what I see,
as a struggle in life.
Don't follow blindly,
stay here safe,
away from those who say,
one day at a time,
will improve your new guilt.
I beg to differ,
for I now see
the spending of monies,
has not relieved the stress,
has not improve my sleep.
It has become worse.
The hours I spend with she,
the time when I eat
and the hard times before,
have gotten more difficult.
I could just walk away,
but I can't. I won't.
This person is my wife.
She tells me her story,
of love and devotion,
every waking day.
I am not at peace.
I probably will never be.