Trapped Poem by Chris Mallia

That's it. This is it. Nowhere else to go
Every way I look at it, I draw nil…zilch…
I cannot seem to solve this problem
It has drained me to the bone

I am tired. I don't want to reason anymore
No one can understand and why should they?
It's my problem, my situation and my nightmare
I am going slowly insane.

I tried for the past few months
To reason, to wait, to be patient, to negotiate
Useless….useless……U S E L E S S
What was I thinking? I get off so easily?

Oh the temptation to resort to violence
To vent my frustrations and fight back
Or else just disappear and be someone else
To hide somewhere peaceful, somewhere safe. To be myself again

And what about the money I am wasting
Money that I worked hard for with my sweat and blood
The time I put into to save that money
The sacrifices I made to earn it

Trapped, yes trapped in a bad divorce
Not in control of my life anymore
As much as one is capable to deeply love
One is capable to hate and destroy