praying that what does not kill me will make me stronger;
and it finally did when I tried to run
and realized she broke my ribs and they penetrated my heart;
as my strongest muscle began to bleed
I knew I had to figure a way to leave;
so I grabbed my soul
and told her to hold on...
left all my worldly possession and like Jesus
I was gone like a thief in the night;
and never looked back like Sodom and Gomorrah...