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(Well, this is a dark one. Came from a really rough time where I was using poetry to just get my emotions out. Definitely needed the release. Reading it over, I definitely remember the job that caused this poem. Very glad I left before I broke and am now at a place that I love going to.)
Another day passes
With the horrific dance
That is my daily grind
Working in a cage
Where I am poked
And prodded
I feel no respect
No sense that I should stay
All I feel is rage
My inner, shrieking beast
Driving me to destruction
Reminding me of dreams
Hopes I once held dear
Raped and butchered
As if they asked for it
Leaving them deformed
Twisted by the pain
That pushes me to despair
Forcing me to strive
And stumble
To find a reason to go on
A single reason
Not to drive ahead
Smashing into a bus
Or spinning off an overpass
Damaging my body
To match my shattered mind
Legends of Windemere 
Wow. Well, I’m so glad your current job is the polar opposite of this one!
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Yeah . . . Going through a major work rough patch too.
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The opening statement reminded me of a lovely young woman I knew when we lived in CA. She greeted everyone with a smile and a nice word or two, but committed suicide later that year. I never found out why.
I’m glad you are out of that job!!!
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Sadly most people never realize or fully understand why someone commits suicide. I’ve found the majority either show surface sympathy or call the person weak.
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That was a dark place for sure.
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Definitely.
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Sounds like a truly toxic workplace.
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Yeah. Found a few more of those over the years too.
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That poem is sadly all too relatable. I certainly had jobs from hell that seemed heavenly at first. Some of that stuff could also apply to situations outside of work.
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Outside of work certainly has toxic moments. You find the same terrible personalities and can easily get locked into situations with them. Work ones can suck because a great job can go toxic once you get a bad manager. I’ve had that happen at times.
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Absolutely. Work can be insane with toxic people especially when you feel like you can’t talk to anyone.
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Poems like this one, when someone asks, is what I’d say is the releasing power of poetry, for the stress and turmoil we cannot and should not release in other ways. I am mighty glad you left the situation that made you feel like this.
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Nicely said.
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Like isn’t really the word to use for this one, but there’s no alternative.
A powerful poem full of raw emotion.
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Thanks.
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Did we used to work together? I’m still there.
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I’m back there now.
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Very powerful, Charles. I hope writing this gave you some relief.
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Thanks. Gave me some at the time.
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I’m glad it did. Best to you, Charles.
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