I Think I’ll Leave

You’re not home when I expect you
 But to me, it’s no surprise 
You’ll offer some reason as your excuse
But to me, it’s all just lies

So should I stay, I think I’ll leave
But there’s no place for me to go
So I sit, I sit and cry
While you screw your little ho

Yeah I know you’re with some woman
Maybe the same one as before
How can you tell me that you love me
When you jump from whore to whore
You come and go as you please
You expect me not to care
You’re out and about while I sit at home
And that’s not really fair

So should I stay, I think I’ll leave
But there’s nothing I can do
I’m stuck, stuck in this life
And it’s all because of you

   I will not pretend anymore
I will not turn my cheek
I’m not going to accept your lies
Do you think I am this weak?

So should I stay, I think I’ll leave
Yeah I’m gonna leave this place
I’m sick of you and your cheating ways 
And looking at your deceitful face  

I’m tired of you and of this home
You both make me so sick
As I look around I see only you
You fucking, fat ass prick

So should I stay, I think I’ll leave
But I’ve got so much left to say
There’s anger, anger in my heart
And it’s time to make you pay

You yell at me when I’ve question you
And then you belittle me
This abuse I will not take from you
And I’m gonna make you see
That I deserve better than you 
I’m not gonna take your shit
I’m gonna run far away from here
I won’t miss you one bit
But before I walk away forever
I want you to remember this
       I wish I had never said I do
I regret that sealing kiss
I wasted many years with you
My life you’ve torn apart
But the abuse you’ve put on me
Will never touch my heart

So should I stay, I think I’ll leave
I’m gonna do things my own way
I’m out, out of this wretched place
And there’s nothing you can say

There’s a prince out there, arms wide open
I can see him in my dreams
        And I will find him, I know I will
    No matter how unreal it seems
He’ll be kind, he’ll be generous
He’ll make me laugh and smile
He’ll treat me like the princess I am
He’ll treat me with class and style
And I’ll be so far gone from here
I won’t give you one thought
And while it’s you I have grown to hate
It’s he whom I’ll love a lot

So should I stay, I think I’ll leave
No longer will I feel low
My car is gassed, my bags are packed
Yeah, it’s time for me to go
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Anger and sadness seem to gush from every line of this poem until the final stanza where a little bit of hope is finally offered. The speaker is a woman who has been emotionally battered and bruised by her husband. She knows he's cheating on her. She's tired of him treating her like garbage. Events in her life have unraveled so badly that she wishes she had never even met this man that she spent the better part of her adult life with. She's fed up and has made her decision to leave him once and for all. As scared of the future as she might be, she understands completely that anything is better than the life she leads now.

Written in 2002

Copyright, The Poetry of Bryan Buser

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