"Obligated   Disaster"

leave home to go to my stress…
I place where wounds are worn on the outside…
Body of a truck driving across a thousand potholes…
Unstable stand…
Dry face and wet eyes..
My feet are killing me…
Peeling away my finger nails...
Pulling my teeth with pliers…
Someone is killing me on the inside…
Heels being pulled away…
My heart is barely beating …
Trying to breathe in the spit filled well…
Torture was cruel to me always…
Flesh torn apart from skin…
My enemy comes always…
I fret at night…
Sleep never whisper sweetly..
Take me to my sin in the morning ...
While I count the long and heavy hours..
Anticipating what I should expect..
A surprise always greets me ..
Just by seeing their faces..
I then know what to feel …







P.s I hate my job