STRUGGLE BUS DRIVER: JORDAN
Greetings Reader. I continue to reject to explain my situation (sorry, I really don't owe you one). If you've been keeping up with my last few posts, I'm sure you've created some assumptions. Some of which are probably correct.
What I will tell you, is that I am going though a season. A season that is rocking the boat on several things in my life. I do not wish to elaborate further, but my poem that I'll be sharing today may shed some light on an aspect of what I'm going through. I've found great expression in rekindling my enjoyment of poetry. It's been freeing to write things out. At this point it's become a little like therapy for me to create these things. I'm sharing my latest creation with you below. Please remember to lead and live your life with a kind heart. It takes minimal effort. Something insignificant to you, could mean the world to someone else. Go make someone smile today! :) Thankless Career By: Jordan A. Ungrateful job Thankless career No option for growth Stuck in this gear Constantly ask for more But our day stays at 8 Work through or eat lunch Am I subjected to this fate Meetings on meetings Fake gifts of appreciation "We're making changes," they say How come we don't see them Waking up is impossible The drive becomes harder Motivation? What is that? Chinks showing in armor The whispers come first Office gossip explodes No more lunch invitations No one wants to hear woes No outlet is safe No one to confide Negativity trumps thoughts I try, but can't hide The avoidance stings Adds fuel to the fire Self-awareness sucks It's support I desire At the end of my rope Feel like I'm going insane Can't keep it up much longer Inconceivable to remain At this soul sucking hell This thankless career Constant state of exhaustion Not one day without tears "What do you want to do?" The question they ask "You can always make a change" An easier spoken than done task The soul searching begins What life do I create Never had clear direction No dream or future that's innate I'm in the driver's seat A million paths I could take Possibilities are endless I lack guidance, fear mistakes At the end of the day I know I have to make a choice Stay in this thankless career Or take a risk, find my voice Any change is a challenge Growth doesn't come easy One step at a time Commitment to free me Been starving my soul Doing it for far too long Hope it's worth it in the end And I find where I belong
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