24/2/22
Work Day Blues
I'm losing my sense of feeling
and it's something of a liberation
I hope I get through this working day
without too much frustration
I'm not so fussed on living these days
but still I'm so afraid to die
each morning I rise
and greet the road
but so often I wonder why
There's a part of me
wants to stay on the dole
and just hideaway
in my room
but I know that this is not
true to The Way
to The Holy and Cosmic Bridegroom
- Author: Frank (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 5th, 2022 18:40
- Comment from author about the poem: Going back to work after 12 months unemployed
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 10
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