Just Go

 
If i didn’t have to pay to leave, would I still be here?
If it weren’t for the presence of the kids, would I hold this space dear?
The reality is our love’s pilot light no longer sparks.
We just sit and languish in this cold, lonely dark.

Clinging desperately to I’m not sure what.
In marital union well beyond the proverbial rut.
Do you not see we are hopelessly broken?
You can’t understand why I feel just a token.
And you say you simply crave my brother-like affection.
But then that rarely goes my love language direction.

Admit you don’t want the bother of my dick.
Stress fuck me once then your sex disappears for klicks.
We both want but don’t want or can’t give to get.
Sorry, love ain’t unconditionally accept the bullshit.

Our time speaks clear you resent and don’t value what I bring.
Yet with that smiling spite, you’d leave me without a thing.  
So with all our pain and misery, why don’t I just go?
After all this, I don’t want to be left fuckin po.