overworked.A Poem by nigrum homonculusthis morning, i came home from work at 2am. i started work at 11am. tell me.....is that fair?The mind tires as the body works harder. The sun met me as I left the house It didn’t wait for me as I left work. Alone in the dark on crowded highstreets. Pushing through the combine with aching arms. Just like me they were, lights and clockwork. Overworked I am, Exhausted, drained, you name it. Full time punching bag waiting for pay day. Is it really worth it? Seriously….. Is it really worth it. © 2012 nigrum homonculusReviews
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StatsAuthornigrum homonculuslondon, surrey, United KingdomAbouti have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..Writing
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