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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