from boy to man
a decade or so
back and forth so much
there’s sand in my soul
I lived a life of blurry lines
what was right wasn’t wrong
but sometimes what was wrong was right
I did it for us, I did it for you
And because I was good at it, I paid my dues
for the things she wanted
a man in love will sacrifice
for my family, for my country
my way to pay the price
finally out
finally home
not finally free
but that battle is my own
no more hasty goodbyes
no more lost and alone
no more leaving her behind
no more life on hold
and now that I’m here
a man made through war and suffering
she says I’m a stranger
and she leaves
LL
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