New poem and junk

The Big Picture
What horrors this life brings, what joy, what pain.
Embracing a world of balance and unrest,
Going with and against the tide,
Fighting the good fight, and losing anyway.
We have littel control, if any at all
Throw ourselves to the wolves voluntarily
To see how we measure up
In the grand sceme of survival.
Following the light, only to find it blinding,
It's a set up, we're all to blame.
Failure is a triumph in these days of loss
Pat the dead man on the back
He feels no shame, no joy, no loss.
Dredge up the sunken ship,
To Watch it sink again.
The monsters of discovery find new tortures to learn.
We're all to blame, barbarians barely civilized,
Taking down our own.
The epic battle should never have happened
But it's happening now.
Pat the dead woman on the back
She will not bear one more careless killer,
One more dead man,
One more hopeful child.
Pat her on the back and send her on her way
To the place the living can never describe
And the dead are always unbearably silent.


Yeah, so I'm still job hunting. It's hard when I have to find something that pays the same or very very close to what I'm making. I just can't do this anymore, just...I'm tired all the time. Last night I was falling asleep at like 8, and could barely keep my eyes open even when me and Timmy went for a drive, and I wanted to spend time with him. *sigh* not to mention I feel indiscriminatly angry at pretty well everyone. Honest to god if I could step outside and punch every customer I would. Even the nice ones, I just can't deal with it. I'm starting to get so fed up, and annoyed at everyone's apparent ignorance and stupidity. And laziness, I mean god forbid you have to walk 20 feet to pre-pay, fucking stupid. And my coworkers are getting on my nerves, half the time they never do any of the cleaning because they "don't have time". Which is bull, because when I worked afternoons I had lots of time to do things. Not as much as graveyard sure, but I had time. Thing is I don't even know where to apply right now, I'd totally be willing to sit in a room somewhere doing stacks and stacks of paperwork, even the same thing over and over. That would be awesome. Bonus if I don't have to wear a uniform and can listen to my music all day. Anyway, I'm going to make some coffee because I couldn't get any sleep today, of course, I fucking hate wednesdays.