Eleven years “Get Out!” she demanded
“You’re miserable all the time”
Broke my heart to leave the kids
Walked out the door empty handed
Thought it was all my fault
Two mental breaks in three years
And the crazy things I did…
Eleven years again
Another husband
Bites the dust
It’d be funny
If it wasn’t true
She tells me,
“He’s miserable all the time”
Guess it takes her
Eleven years
To drive
A man
Crazy
What a relief
It isn’t just me