Your sprawling suburbs and dirty streets
where business is the name of the game
and the poor and homeless are the losers.
Goodbye Abbotsford,
A church on every street corner
yet violence and gangs increase
and it’s dangerous to walk at night.
Goodbye Abbotsford,
I will not miss
your fake smiles and insubstantiated promises
that “we will hang out someday”.
You liked that I was of use to you
then turned your shoulder
during the darkest days of my life.
I was invisible.
Goodbye Abbotsford,
There was a tiny patch of garden
I loved
A friend
or two
whose smiles were real.
I’ll miss them.
I pray to God
This is goodbye to those who hurt me
Goodbye
to dysfunctional ways of thinking
and living
Goodbye
to being a hollow shell
in the busy, apathetic chaos.
Goodbye Abbotsford,
I am so very ready to go.
I’m done.
It is time
For a new chapter.
But for some reason
I’m still crying.
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