Another Predicament Poem by May N

i'm stuck in the middle with no way out
torrents of desire crashing against me
wave after wave they come back
trapping me in the center

hands binding around me
pushing and pulling, constricting
there's no hope to struggle
they'll only get tighter

like a tiny child amongst the crowd
i am drowned by sound and sight
everywhere i look i am surrounded
suffocated by the intense feelings

wishing for a life raft, anything
to save me from this place
away from the chaos
away from everything there

it seems i always find myself
in this predicament over again
i am the temptation to so many
and i am forced to choose

like a sea of evil typhoons
i feel like i'm stuck in place
never to return home
until i choose who i want

but what if i don't want anyone?
will they understand?
or will they force me against my will?
these are hard questions that need answers
so can someone find them for me?