Teenage years
a time to set out
with a suitcase
full of hopes and dreams
and with some angst
about making your way in the world.
Yet some of us set out
alone and scared
with a suitcase
full only with anxiety and doubt
our only hope
that we’ll somehow get by.
***
You left him
when I was in my 20s
for another man
different
but the same
and off I went
again
spiraling
downwards
as emotions and memories flooded up
and all the while
I couldn’t stop
thinking about the question
why didn’t you leave
the bastard years ago?