#jobless
On the TV I heard him say,
"No one wants to work these days."
My generation lays dormant
hibernating in parents basements.
We slumber so we can smother
childish desires for a house and a lover.
Our overdue rent on prospect
the proprietor, has come to collect.
Sleep comes quite easily
for us fed-up past employees;
If I stay a pipe-dream ******
maybe I won't wake up hungry.
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 11:10 PM UTC
try to grow up.
fail on repeat.
the weight of wasted years
pushing down
"i will have it figured out by then."
fall back asleep.
friends move out.
i am behind.
laying in my room,
no boxes to pack.
dreams collect dust.
money flies away
over an unmade bed.
another job slips through my hands,
the walls close in
and time moves on.
Aug 18, 2025
Aug 18, 2025 at 2:46 AM UTC
Check check check,
What’s next?
check check check.
don’t worry,
the list keeps coming,
check check check,
easy to do,
for fools do it too,
check check check.
Hang your head on,
that piece on the refrigerator,
before you head back,
check check check.
Don’t break your neck,
working on, lets check,
check check check.
No check?
check check check,
So easy to do,
that fools do it too,
check check check,
break the neck,
check check check,
Now, what comes next?
Jun 5, 2025
Jun 5, 2025 at 12:41 PM UTC
and now the numbers
are rising again
hospitals filling
ICUs getting sparse
it seems this virus actually is
a bit more dangerous than the common flu
no matter what irresponsible leaders
across the globe keep telling their citizens
against the advice of medical experts
despite almost
30 million infected
1 million dead
and hundreds of millions of jobless
encouraging their followers
to ignore safety instructions
making them believe it is OK again
to spread infections on parties and in discos
or massive election campaign events
continuing the vicious circle
… continuing …. continuing …. continuing...
Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 11:31 AM UTC
Once I went out to seek for a new job.
Only to find out I came home (afterwards) completely mad!
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
There are 82 "Thunders" in the song "Thunder".
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 5:04 AM UTC
I wanna do
Something to do
But i don't know what to do
Even how do i do
Do do do...
Dec 1, 2019
Dec 1, 2019 at 10:38 PM UTC
Can I share your Christmas
Mine’s been ****** away
Too busy closing out my job
To have much time to play
No Christmas tree, no mistletoe
No wreath on my front door
No strings of lights across the roof
No “spirit” any more
I promise not to hog your joy
And I will not intrude
I only want to steal a taste
Of all your special day includes
A whiff of loving happiness
And reverence for the season
I want to feel some holiday
And that’s my only reason
So if you’ll let me have a bite
Of what your Christmas means
I’ll be forever in your debt
For sharing happy scenes.
ljm
Dec 24, 2017
Dec 24, 2017 at 10:02 AM UTC
I’ve given up everything,
apparently for the express purpose of
finding myself here with exactly nothing
and no place to put it.
ljm
Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 1:32 AM UTC
I ran down the muddy track
Certain that the art of losing was too easy to master
But no, behind my back
Ran hundreds of other people, faster,
and faster they ran.
not for fame
because they too were running in the marathon
of life's shame
they too were jobless
like me
maybe penny-less
the competition was too tough for me
after all, I'm a young chap, you see
Thus,
I bequeathed myself to the ***** track
Fell there
Gave up
Cause I knew, I was never the man for the job.
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 9:42 AM UTC
*some days,
i can be very brave.
some days,
i can be a coward.
today,
i am a coward.
today,
i walked away.
i walked so far
that i left my job behind.
today,
i was a coward.*
Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 7:33 PM UTC
Ain't got a job,
Ain't got a car,
Ain't got a reason to feel inferior...
Ain't got a thought,
Ain't got a care,
Ain't got a reason to believe in the..
..Government.
And we're making up excuses as we go (we're not finished here)
So who you're gonna call when you're down and out?
Making ends meet don't seem so pretty now...
Yeah who you're gonna call when you're down and out?
Waiting on a paycheck date to carry you up.
Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 5:17 AM UTC
Jobless, motherless.
Believe it or not, life is better when you have less.
No stress.
All in all, who are you honestly trying to impress?
Envision your own meaning to success.
Everything is temporal.
I mean is that $60 jacket really essential?
Even without these material things you've still got potential.
Recognize your circumstances don't define you.
Let them refine what's already behind you.
Our story has just begun, don't let anyone tell you it's done.
It takes guts to get up everyday to run towards the sun.
Our mistakes are lessons meant to shape us.
Seasons change.
Wake up to your new reality it isn't a fantasy.
We are merely survivors of our own created calamities.
Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 1:52 PM UTC
I feel like someone just squeezed me alive!
The rain is now pelting down by my side.
Somehow I was let go from my job.
It's nothing personal I guess I'm a snob.
I feel as though my life is closing to an end.
There's no future here for me, my friend.
As an adult I pay my dues.
With no money in my account I am barren blues.
I kind of like a boy who I don't know very well.
These feelings inside me are making me swell.
Should I go hide or burry my face in the dirt.
Or is this a sign that when life really hurts
and the grey skies pour down
and the heavy clouds unburden
their sorrow there has to be meaning
in these wet tears to swallow.
It's kind of like a bittersweet revelation.
A complete failure or a filigree contemplation.
Somewhere deep inside, I weep.
In silent pity I lay to sleep.
Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 12:40 PM UTC
All pretentious bores,
Read and internalise
As much as possible
With all your dull brain.
You may have all the
Time in this world to
Sit and Google me,
Stalk my friends and
Assume my life, get a life!
You are inappropriate
To be associated with,
Oh heavens! I’m glad
You totally hate me.
Poke your nose on
Your own ****** ***
Wash your wits and
Take healthy naps,
Drink cold water, it helps!
I’ve tried to be candid
As possible, if your ego
Cannot digest, get help.
Listen, read, talk and eat-
Good, you probably will
Start to think good.
Peace be with your
Dignity and respect you
Desperately cry for! Amen!
Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 12:02 PM UTC
I jump with glee
And break my knee
Eat homemade ghee
And **** with Lee.
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 5:16 AM UTC
If necessity is the mother of invention
then killing time is the mother of discovery
Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 5:16 AM UTC
I fail at life so hard
I say I want a job
But when I get called my anxiety takes over and makes me want to be invisible.
My mind is muddled and my soul is sad
Why, at life, must I be so bad
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 11:24 AM UTC
I am not a worthless *****
Stop treating me like one.
I am not an unsuccessful, lazy person.
Stop treating me like one.
I am not a snotty *****
Stop treating me like one.
I am not a stupid know-it-all.
Stop treating me like one.
Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 9:40 PM UTC
Twice the fool is the runaway
Who hides his trail, as he hides his ache
All bottle and pills, temporary sleep
Insomniac daze and cheap dinner meals
Static lies on a stationary screen
Radio chatter can’t feed the famine in me
The world is aflame
With no one awake
Sunrise slumber
I fall unconscious to the restless on midnight pavement
Breaking bones or breaking bottles
Selling skin or dealing dust to lost souls
Hearts tucked and folded from the cold
Future oblique
I dare you, predict my dreams
Late riser / never bloomer
Packs a bag, a change of clothes
To deadbeat joints, and dead end posts
Been as many years gone as daily cigarettes smoked
Bloodshot symmetry eyes
I see in every passerby
Like the whole city gone up and left their troubles behind,
You and I
We’re cerebral projections
Locked into motor whirs, recursive disintegration
Status acknowledged, clean cut
Black and white since day one
Mould breaker, you’re told you’re out of line
Gutter graves or veins, stay your place or fall behind
The only constant is the throne
You sit upon or come to view as your body’s own
The red light stare, blue flicker flares
Blare on your skin, like prisms, colour wear
Better to fade to grey than know yourself
For what you truly are, just a shade of catch and tell
Dire straits
No deviation
Full advance
Or desolation
Empty eyes
Golden restraints
I don’t want wealth
I just want change
Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 8:51 PM UTC