“i have a question?”
well since you all know me through this blog,
i have a question for all of you who read me daily.
have you ever asked yourself…
Am I doomed?
Can anyone honestly answer this?…
at what point do you look around and say to yourself,
“are all the stars aligning for me to die?”
i’m just asking.
as you can see by that thing above,
the government is taking a recess again.
won’t be back until the 27th of january to have another vote on this unemployment debacle.
that means 1 million of us will be in limbo,
wondering what to do next,
and how to turn a dollar into a full blown meal.
all while sitting in the dark letting the demons get a hold of our souls.
while everyone else is celebrating super bowl wins or toasting at elegant parties,
somewhere someone is putting a shot gun in their mouth to end it all.
maybe not a shot gun.
drinking a cocktail made of 20 sleeping pills and gramoxone.
they may have every reason to.
how does one go from paying their taxes,
being loyal citizens,
following the rules all their lives to being the shit under someone’s shoe?
now these people are unemployed to no fault of their own.
“losers who want handouts”.
they’re being judged harshly by people with jobs,
getting the run around by potential job seekers,
don’t know who you can trust anymore,
and left to wonder:
“did i do something wrong?
is this my karma?
what did i do wrong to deserve this?”
so now that you read that,
i have another question?
are those totally acceptable reasons to kill yourself?
when all hope is lost and all you see is dark.
you try your hardest to make things work.
reaching out to people and they’re not there.
you think something comes along to save you and “eh, not so much”.
what do you do?
when you are at judgment,
will god understand why you had to kill yourself?
having to line all your children up,
killing them one by one,
because you didn’t want them to go through the hell of being in foster care.
writing all your loved ones that you tried your hardest,
but nothing is working.
you can’t leave the state because,
how are you gonna pay for it?
i’m starting to wonder about being pushed down to the wire.
the american dream is now a nightmare.
will god will bend the rules and let you into heaven?
will he understand?
or like our goverment,
drag you to hell with the rest.