Nobody Knows Why I Left

nobody knows why i left nobody can comprehend why i left all my stuff in the apartment a few hours before the eviction, i decided to take her up on her offer my brain is on another highway the impromptu move seems so slow in the wee hours so cold is the night so blue is the cusp of my confidence a stranger....a complete stranger....where is my family sleeping....my family is sleeping soundly....as i struggle alone too much of a man with pride to cry....too much of a coward with no heart to confess i choose to shield myself in order to heal myself i will tell everybody remaining in my family later, but later has now turned to five years still...nobody knows why i left nobody can comprehend why i have stayed so low key five years after the eviction, i feel as if i am totally and completely alone promises to visit is just plain that promises to call are equally the same i see myself as a celebrity in hiding taking an indefinite sabbatical then again, i get a self made nogginknocker knowing that i am only lying to myself one day it will all be clear like water under the generous sunshine maybe then they will be convinced why i feel that i was....right