Cracked poem
Workload
Presses.
Push-pull processes
Contain,
Constrict.
Client’s accusations
Repeated ad nauseum-
Words of what’s not;
“Not personal” allegations.
Disbelief at
Venomous diatribe of
Denunciation in an open forum;
Labelled assertiveness,
Unsatisfactory:
Communication,
Responsiveness,
Collaboration.
Serpentine untruths ensnare.
Shocked defence falls on deaf ears;
Is this narcissism or intimidation?
Humiliating threads tighten, pulling,
Reopening dealt with scenarios.
Searing stress surges forth,
Wringing panic pervades,
Ruminating anxiety builds
To numbing worthlessness.
Tumultuous tears tear,
Renting body emotions spew.
Rage twists to shame and guilt.
theINFP 
My, what a powerful tour de force of feeling in stress/trauma. Every muscle in me recoiled and tightened. Triggered my resignation darkness memories. I hope you’re okay 🤗🤗
Thank you, Paul. I am okay. Today and every day I begin again.
Oh my, that hurts to even read! Hurting with you. Praying for healing of the wounds that come from being human, from knowing we will be unfinished even when we die. And praying for the grace to accept that vulnerability through the grace of knowing we are loved just as we are. It’s called the human condition and it is hellishly painful. Hugs. You are loved.
Thank you, Eileen your love and kindness means so much to me.
Although I love poetry I am no a good ‘reader’ of such; I often want someone to explain what I am reading. I got the gist of the emotions and the structure helps convey the scattered emotions too. Good poem – and I hope things work out.
Thank you, I have high hopes things will work out.