Leaving Her

Looking back on my leaving her

I would have chosen to stay

In a place that was foreign to me

With people that saw me that way

I see the wing

getting lift,

it produces 

an immune deficiency

within

and deep,

deep down

and low

throughout my heart,

it cries woefully,

I could feel it was wrong.

But, it was the rightest thing, leaving her

There was no room for a compromise

There was only the destination

Away from what could have been