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Aug 2015
When you have no money nobody wants to know,
Being made redundant, my morale is feeling low.

Waiting on the government to process my claim,
Can't pay my bills, I'm panicking, but I am not to blame.

Creditors chasing me, letters piling up behind the door, powerless to do a thing, but this I can't ignore.

Loosing the will slowly, my head hurts from all the pleading, my children and my dog they will soon need feeding.

No support available, this walk I must do alone, crying myself to sleep, I could have been prepared if I had known.

My world has suddenly collapsed, the domino effect has begun, rippling through my cash flow, this summer isn't feeling fun.

The days are feeling empty, to broke to go anywhere, trying to scrape together copper so I can treat my children to the fair.

Relentless job searches, I'm tearing at my hair, when you are left without a penny and there's no one around to care.

Holding my head in my hands, trying to keep things together, depressed and down I hope this isn't forever.

Fighting off the feelings, trying not to take it to heart, hurt that I worked so hard, from the very start.

I was always there, worked overtime for free, helped out when things were bad, stupid, silly me.

Its ok for the big boys, their wage it tripled mine,
They may be in the same boat, but they will just be fine.

Pacing the walls I'm slowly slipping into madness,
Clinging onto hope, getting lost deep inside the sadness.

A temporary glitch, I'm hoping I will be able to recover, its times like this we need help from one another.

Scared, more terrified but what's worse is I feel alone, trying hard to keep upbeat, trying to remain in good tone.  

My children too young to understand, and my dog just looks at me funny. Not realising the world is dominated by that paper stuff called money.

My thoughts are racing vividly, trying to capture an idea, paralysed by the sudden shock along with intense fear.

My world has collided, my heart begins to fade,
All of this could have been prevented, If only I'd been paid.
laurie
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laurie  Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK
(Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK)   
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