02-01-2013, 10:03 AM
no, I'll check it out 
I wrote this after a moment of clarity smacked me in the face. This is the first poem where.. I had so much anger and sadness I could have punched the wall or smacked his face, but instead I put my hand to paper. Usually I just push it all down.
I am literally under a blanket of snow right now, it is winter time and I have no means to get out of this town till the summer when I can build up the resources I have lost to this fool that sleeps beside me every night. I am in a rut. I am literally trapped in this winter, in this basement suite, in this relationship, in this moment of time. My means to get out .... used up without my knowledge. Now I know, just found out. I got up to leave, to get out - to travel, to find peace, to end all of this...... and my resources are gone. I have to depend on him, he has to depend on me. I don't see any other way and it is eating me up.
if any one has any advice -
I wrote this after a moment of clarity smacked me in the face. This is the first poem where.. I had so much anger and sadness I could have punched the wall or smacked his face, but instead I put my hand to paper. Usually I just push it all down.
I am literally under a blanket of snow right now, it is winter time and I have no means to get out of this town till the summer when I can build up the resources I have lost to this fool that sleeps beside me every night. I am in a rut. I am literally trapped in this winter, in this basement suite, in this relationship, in this moment of time. My means to get out .... used up without my knowledge. Now I know, just found out. I got up to leave, to get out - to travel, to find peace, to end all of this...... and my resources are gone. I have to depend on him, he has to depend on me. I don't see any other way and it is eating me up.
if any one has any advice -
"What we observe is not nature itself, but nature exposed to our method of questioning" - Werner Karl Heisenber