Welcome back to Hell

This poem was written when after months away from work I returned. I still find it so very difficult to be in this environment, where I was exposed to workplace bullying.

Welcome back to Hell

 

The place is the same, the dark entities that made my life hell are gone

The meeting rooms that saw such shame, places where I was torn apart, stay the same

Filled with mournful, dark and sultry air, the distant stench of primeval aggression, I had to bare

I can’t stand to be here, my life has been damaged by others and that’s not fair.

You waited until we were alone, bullied me, tormented me, and threatened me.

Not once or twice, but at your pleasure, help yourself it’s easy, I am defenceless, feel free.

You knew I was vulnerable and weak, food that fed your twisted ego.

I wanted to fight back but knew I would lose, so I stayed silent and oppressed.

I became your toy, your easy target, you never stopped and never let me rest

I had to suffer what you chose to inflict, congratulations look in a mirror are you proud of your 

achievements, surely impressed?

I hope you’re happy, now you have gone, but remember this if indeed you feel guilt or remorse

Every working day I have to endure coming back to this hell-hole as a matter of course

 

 Your cowardly bullying has left me as damaged goods, worthless, downtrodden and of very little use

A helpless victim of covered up, illegal abuse

B******s!!!