I texted God my problems

For I was sad and lonely

Pat came His reply

‘Can’t talk, Whatsapp only’

Wife’s gone out with friends

I’m home with our two sons

I’m supposed to manage

While she has all the funs

It’s days like these when I feel

I should have been alone

Never should have married

Or kids should all be grown

…

One of them is hungry

The other’s crying loud

It’s like I’m locked inside

A room of angry crowd

Well I’m feeling helpless

There’s nothing I can do

This is mental torture

I want to cry out too

…

Well I give them board games

And some packaged food

It always works out with her

With me it isn’t good

And the cries get louder

Hunger takes its toll

Trying to run a house

Where I have no control

…

Well my wife just text me

‘How the angels are?’

Should I text back the truth

About my brand new scar?

Then she texts me again

Stamps and seals my fate

‘Hey, my battery’s low now

It might get quite late’

Once I found a treasure map

With an ‘X’ marked upon it

It got me quite excited

That I must admit

…

I followed the map’s trail

With a spade in my hand

It led me to a garden

Desolate and abandoned

…

In the barren garden stood

A giant of a tree

That was the treasure spot

My heart was filled with glee

…

So I began digging

Digging for hours on end

Digging all day and all night

With a spade in my hand

…

Many such days did pass

No sign of a chest

Though I dug up everywhere

Though I tried my best

…

An old man came up to me

Said, “Son, I see you sweat

But what is it you want?

What do you wish to get?”

…

Though I wasn’t very keen

I narrated my tale

About the dusty treasure map

About the ‘X’ and trail

…

He said, “You’ve got it wrong

The treasure is the tree

No need to be digging

This map was made by me”

…

I looked at him with rage

Knocked him with my spade

Buried him on the spot

Under the giant tree’s shade

I think I might be in love

With these sleepless nights

Loss of appetite

Head’s full of stress

Room’s a complete mess

I’m trying new things

Laughing at bad jokes

Full of insecurity

Filled with anxiety

Zero concentration

Zero focus

I am definitely in love

But then again

Who am I in love with?

Depression?

My wife was a devil

She died and went to Hell

She gave my referral

Now that is where we dwell