Another day, another upheaval, to make it through the day

Going to work in the dark trying to keep sadness at bay

Giving it your all and getting not much in return

Knowing when your back is turned, that your ears will burn.

Building your blockade in readiness for lunch time

When you must sit and not let things in, sitting in a bind

Wishing for home time to see the loved ones

And being far away from the place that your problems stem from.

Half a shift left now, you can make it through!

All the while any positivity left is chewed

Spat out, toxic like, with no support from above

Knowing that at his place, he feels the same, your love.

Not very long now, although tomorrow brings the same

All for want of making a life, it is but a shame

Tomorrow they will be looking again to try and break and shred us

Soon, the darkness shrouded, hiding us from the gaze of our hungry predators.