Transient.

I left the wife, the kids, porn stash

and hash.

Kept the clothes I stood in,

and a pocketful of cash.

I did it for them,

but they won't see,

And believe less,

because they know about me.

I've never gone back, so I don't know;

If they're ok or still around?

I'll stay on the road, lost,

Best not, to be found.