Words 365/38


My Work Will Kill Me


I now realise, my work will kill me.

My employers demand my life and soul

I would just leave but I’m forced to endure

The pain and suffering of this tortuous role

By those who say they love me, they also say

Do not leave! Make them get rid! You must stay!

And so I do, it is my love for them

And even though I die a little more each day

I am no longer fearful of my full demise

It shall come soon my friend

My employment is my torture

My pain the burden I must endure for love

And so one day soon, I shall be dead

And they will know not that it was my work that killed me

My family ignorant that it was their words that sacrificed me

And all that remains is the knowledge that finally

I feel pain no more.


Saturday 7th February 2015

Words 365 is a personal project to produce new one piece of writing every day for a whole year, 2015, the full project can be found HERE and whilst I hope to upload each piece on the day it is written, please forgive me if a post is delayed in being uploaded every once in a while.