Perspective ;)

She was a fighter, a winner at heart
This was just a mirage
She was an ocean of insecurities and fears
Though she believed that
She could stand by herself
But in reality
Their routine fights broke her from the inner self
Even if
A wife could die, a mother couldn't
But all she thought of was
People were eavesdropping to his and hers late night quarrels
One could think of how
She could always take up a job, raise her child and make herself heard
But did it matter?
Her own husband was deaf and blind to her loud cries and tears
Even her 6 years old child understood that
This marriage was a burden and won't last
But also that
They could have been a family for forever after
And there ain't any doubt that
Things were bad, got worse, then worst
Although it was true that
She was a woman with hope in her eyes
But never paying much attention to what was left behind
One night he went away with all his bags!

Sad enough?
Not from my Perspective ;)
Just read it in reverse. :')