Vacant


Mental exhaustion, burn out, constant confusion.
Fix me; leave me to find a way to a solution.
Juggle many ***** in the air and watch them fall.
I crash to the floor, unseen by you all.


Lift me up by letting go.
This balloon needs a break from all the noise.
I used to have the coolness of snow,
Now I am at melting point and I am without choice.


Follow the line with pressure feet;
Crawl through the crowd of demands I must meet.
I accept all charity, but no help seems to be forthcoming.
So alone I fight with the demons inside;
I don’t think I will ever be winning.
I lose my way,
I lose the fight,
As I lose the will to try…


Hollow eyes tell my story;
Vacant space between the ears;
Ever closer to seeing the glory;
Always one step too far, so close, so near,
But so far away from ever succeeding;
I just do not have the understanding.


I just do not have the time
And I certainly do not have the energy.
A state of mind, no place to hide,
My head used to be my sanctuary,
In which I could confide,
But now I cannot…simplify.


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A loud beeping
Deep sighs
Bright lights
Spotty vision
Standing for hours
Computers and false smiles
Exhausting heat
Sore feet
Parched
Is it worth it?
Minimum wage
Exhausted
Little sleep
More people
Step by step
Close it
Clean it
Little respect
Late nights
Is it worth it?
Minimum wage

A wave of sadness
hit the city this week.
For the first time in a while,
everything was unbearable.
It was almost like there was a death
of a person we all knew,
affecting all our lives
and leaving us dead inside.
Like the God of liveliness
gave up on us for a week
leaving us to fight against the
lack of light on our side.
Smiles, real or fake,
never reached our eyes
resulting in quiet empty looks
like we had lost the will to thrive.
Probably because we had.