I hate money
It’s control over us
Can’t get enough of it
It causes such a fuss
.
Everything depends on it
Can’t get away
Always need more of it
At the end of every day
.
Debt comes to bite your ass
And it rips you a new hole
It tosses the windows out
Until the vacuum takes hold
.
There are always others
That are much worse off than me
But my biggest stress of all
It has its way with me
.
So much worry
So much stress
Sometimes wondering
What is this test
.
Cars always breaking down
Kids to pay for
Working for your job
Feeling like a whore
.
Now we have to live to work
To pay all the fucking bills
Eating all my insides out
Like a poisonous swill
.
What is next to save myself
To get away from this
Put a bullet through my skull
Sure I won’t be missed
I understand what you’re saying about the control money has over us. You’re right, especially now that fuel, gas, electricity and the cost of food have all increased so much, and yet there’s no more money coming in. Everyone is currently totally focused on how they’re going to manage (me included). Thanks very much, British government!! P.S. You would be missed – by me anyway – I’ve only just met you on WP and am enjoying your writing. Take care.
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Thanks, I must confess out of all the things that can trigger my depression, money and debt is my biggest trigger. Of knowing how is was ages 18 to 27 when I had so much debt, to finally at 39 going back in the red again knowing that there is no support, no safety cushion and there is a family to pay for it is scary shit. Well for me anyway.. I am happy not to be in England at the moment, from what I have seen I am happy in France, not much better off though. I’m in a reasonable position, soooooo many people worse off than me. Take care too, thanks for being there, it’s good to want to write again.
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Feelin this! Keep on keepin on.
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Glad you are feeling it, thanks for commenting
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