In order to survive and get by
I had to go against the grain.
I never planned on
Staying anywhere or putting down roots.
So I did appear, at times
To be aloof and distant.
I was still divided.
Part of my knew
Where as the other part
Tried to get back in the game.
A persons pay packet
Does not always reflect
How tiring a job can be.
Some low paid work
Is still exhausting.
I was physically worn out
From my work.
Mentally from trying to write.
And emotionally drained
From being in a one sided relationship.
I couldn't keep it up forever.
It was make or break.
I didn't expect a second stint
In rehab to be my salvation.