Chauffeurless Poem by Nika McGuin

Remember when your parents whipped you
and they said, 'this is going to hurt me
more than it hurts you'?
Well I'm beginning to relate

Letting go of you
is for both your
and my own good

I've had dreams
of how our lives would be
when we reached this point
but because of you they've all
been shattered
There's nothing left of them
except the ruins I see
in my mind's eye

We had both agreed
that once I could drive
we'd have the best days
I'd pick you up in my car
and we'd leave the bayous
to see the city lights

Now, I know all too well
that if I tried to make it happen
we'd only be going to see
one of your 'lovers'
or better yet,
another helpless fool
who only exists
to be used by you

We'd park at his house
and I'd be stuck there all day
like a cricket in a spider's web
just waiting for you to say
you're ready to leave

There'd be no girls night out
There'd only be a pimp
and HER unpaid chauffeur