it started yesterday
my will to keep on finally broke
it froze up and fell away
it all took place in one swift stroke
now I’m in the thick of it
it’s an ever expanding black hole
I am so sick of it
feels like it’s drowning out my soul
there must be another way
instead of struggling on like this
so many songs with the same thing to say
it doesn’t make sense to resist
I don’t want to come back
I want to find somewhere else to go
I’m tired of being a hack
with no room to expand and grow
the week is ending soon
time to get away from this grind
and finally change the tune
search and see what I will find
because I’ve had enough
of all these useless meaningless days
yes I’ve had enough
of spending 40 hours in a haze
I’ve had enough
of all this stupid trivial work
yes I’ve had enough
of swimming blindly through this murk
I’ve had enough
I’ll say it now just one last time
I’ve had enough
this waste of life is such a crime
©2023 The Hesh Inc.
This, more a poem than a song lyric, was written in the early 2000s when I was fed up with the place I was working in. It ostensibly made use of my editorial and organizational skills but the environment was extremely claustrophobic and it didn't help that the boss would park his Jaguar right next to the employee entrance as if to cloyingly say, "see, little peons, work as hard as I have and you can have a car just like this one too!" Sure, the job had its pluses, like better-than-decent pay that enabled me to finance one of my recording projects, as well as proximity to the town harbor where I could breathe in the sea air and clear my head when I took lunch. But after awhile the claustrophobia in the office got to be too much and I had to find work elsewhere.
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