Runaway Poem by Ima Ryma

I hear he's singing some sad song
That I did run away from him.
Of course he wonders what went wrong,
And why I took off on a whim.
He says he's shedding lots of tears
And he is so missing me.
He's mouthing to whoever's ears
Will listen 'bout his misery.
I know him well 'nough to know that
He's hoping some listeners will
Pity him, tell him where I'm at.
But I hope you will just keep still.

Whatever tale he has to tell,
I had to run away from hell.