Poem | Hope

Light!

Part 4: A Poem In The Series “Unemployed, Oh No!

Broken, in depression chains, in my dark little prison unemployment cell. lost and future unsure, I am.

My kind-hearted doctor said, “If you don’t care — I do!” and off I went to therapy.

She was mean, so I thought, No empathy at all, “You need to deal with it and tackle life again,” She said.

Shocked and bleeding from her words, I sat in my little dark prison cell.

Then it dawned on me, like warm sunlight splashing the sky, in shades of yellow-orange-pink, that her wicked words were not meant to hurt at all.

Glowing dawning sunlight dancing in my little dark prison cell. Filling life with a future carte blanche. Hope, an eternal flame, anew.

“Unemployed, Oh No!” — A Series of Poems Part 1: The Meeting — The emotional impact of hearing you lost your job. Part2: Broken — An emotional reaction to becoming unemployed. Part 3: Depression Chains — The effects of depression in my daily life. Part 5: Should I? — Looking at life differently.

This poem was inspired by a Word-A-Day prompt from Promptly Written: Day 23 (Sunshine). Thank you Christine Graves and Ravyne Hawke.

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