Entrapment

G84

Entrapment

 

Why do you somehow, see the things that don’t happen, but ignore the things that do?

You can give me the details, of all I haven’t done, but not what I have done for you!

 

You don’t want, a partner in crime, you want a goon, to control.

You see a problem, you want me to solve, but don’t actually consider me at all.

 

Am I to you, a bee in a hive, where you have somehow, nominated yourself queen?

Am I merely a droid, a working pair of hands? If I’m not then please help me see?

 

It should be easy to tell you, but somehow I know, that the blame will deflect back to me!

Inside I’m frustrated, I’m down and annoyed, when I should feel alive, loved and free.

 

I live and hope, for the day that you reflect, and understand that the faults not all mine.

That you realise your obsessed, with unnecessary things, and maybe the issue was yours all this time!

 

But unlike you, I won’t beat you down, and make you feel less, of a person.

Because I’ll understand, just how it feels, and what it’s like, when you’re constantly 

hurting.

 

 

 

 

  • Author: G (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 23rd, 2018 05:03
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just someone stressing about trivial things that are actually not an issue and Deflecting their pessimism and negativity on the person closest to them
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Andrew Charles Forrest

    Good to unload somewhere tough write curious title
    They must be hurting like you hope it sorts one day
    Very powerful bravo

    • G84

      More power in the write than is held in the issue an exploration into the emotional connect between trivial bickering and internal turmoil

      Thanks for the comment

      • G84

        More power in the write than is held in the issue an exploration into the emotional connect between trivial bickering and internal turmoil

        Thanks for the comment



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