Snit Poem by Glen Martin Fitch

How dare you take away from me
the love that others gave me,  
leaving me alone.
We're trapped. 
I gnash my teeth and groan.
We're pushed around. 
I wince with every shove.
We're not like you. 
Our world we can't control,  
ourselves as well. 
Addictions feed our face.
In pain inflicting pain 
we stay in place.
I won't give up 
but cannot save my soul.
I hate you. 
Hate myself. 
I stink of gall.
Let's have it out right now 
and then be done.
I have my hostage 
pinned against the wall
and at my temple, look,  
I shove a gun.
I'll shoot!  
“No? ” 
“Yes? ” 
I want to see you nod.
I dare you!  
Show me that you love me, God.