Hey have you ever felt trapped and thinking about running your boss over with your car? Well have you?
The clouds cover my sun, even on my darkest day
I still believe there is a purpose and a reason for my existence.
Today everything is up-side down and all jumbled up.
My head is full of craziness. This work-place where
I am expected to function day to day, has
taken over my personality in a very unpleasant way.
I am starting to feel trapped. Recently I have become
a ticking time-bomb, a nuclear reactor, with each second
I feel myself becoming more and more toxic.
Nothing I do is good enough and for what it’s worth
the gas I burn, the hours I put in and all the 
verbal abuse I experience, I should actually be
drawing two paychecks at the end of the week.
Everyday I think to myself, “I wish he’d shut-up
and fire me, then I could stay home and collect
unemployment, then at least I’d be a happy
housewife and not an underpaid doormat”.
But after I am gone everything that walks
through that door will walk out the very
next day. I am positive that, I am the
only person on the planet that would put
up with this sort of madness.
Until then I am just waiting for those
6 luck numbers.
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