In Dark Rainy Days

I read that just like broken bones, even broken hearts heal in the end

thanks dear poetic friends for inspiring me again

I feel the healing in dark,rainy days

I just got another terrible work review

I feel cursed I do not know what to do

I try hard but I can't seem to satisfy the doctor

I worked with doctors before

Maybe I have to realize its time to leave before the storm

How? I just applied I dont feel qualified

I always wonder why do we have this work life?

I write my poetry for free

It has enriched me

There is no need for money

Only because it is forced by society

We need money to heal our bleeding body parts

but God dont charge us for stars!

Oh why is life so hard? Did we really end slavery or has it evolved in to this part still making earth so dark

I like to go out and help but I am so tired maybe I am lazy

I have been working for 10 years plus baby

still on that damn hamster wheel and in the end there isn't much for the meal

my cap lock button hardly goes down i need to buy a new apple now

Why is it so expensive to live above ground and when you die you have to pay for someone to put you in the ground

it dont make sense

when here at the writers cafe

I am reminded to laugh today

for free inspiring you and me

helping to keep smiling

in dark rainy days