Layoffs

***The Unsung Song*** In the corridors of youth, a lad met a maiden fair, Her wisdom beyond years, in college halls she dwelt. Their souls entwined through digital strings on Yahoo's lair, Numbers exchanged, and on the phone, their hearts would melt. Best friends they blossomed, through seasons and years, A meeting planned, with hope and hearts aflutter. But love, unbidden, in the boy appears, A love unreciprocated, causing hearts to shutter. A quarrel arose, the lad withdrew in pride, His words to her, scarce and coldly dealt. Fate's cruel hand then took her for a ride, A car crash, a hospital gown, a belt. Pre-surgery, she reached out with a trembling hand, He, unaware of the gravity, wished luck, nothing more. Days passed, a call returned, a revelation unplanned, Her cousin's voice bore news that shook him to the core. The surgery a success, yet a nerve was cut, Her essence leaked, her light extinguished in the dark. The boy, now a man, in sorrow's rut, His heart forever marked by an indelible mark. In others, he seeks her, in vain attempts at love, Each relationship a mirror, reflecting his loss. Alone in a crowd, he looks to the stars above, For the one he loved and lost, no matter the cost. Haunted by regret, a word unsaid, a chance not taken, He wanders through life, a specter of his former self. In every face, her eyes, his foundation shaken, A young man lost, a book unread, left on the shelf.

My beloved tunnel, we meet again, Your smoky embrace, was missed in the train, Lets make a toast, to your tobacco smeared rear, To my aerosol elixir, devouring my fears, Come and teach me to forget, Well being is a burden, I sweat, Lets let it all out, with a puff so sacred, lets ma'ar the society, with a mist of hatred, Is it the smell, or is it the taste?? Which forces me, to clash my fate, I'll breathe, and long past midnight, And I fade away, with no regrets, Your remains, bathed in a glowing aura, Bleed profusely, in my abode of ashes, A long thread of that marvellous grey, The proud evidence, of your bittersweet karma, The last spire, a sudden draught, A purpose fulfilled, a lesson taught, I wish I could avoid, that one last kiss, I'll be back, with another bud, I promise.

The Loss of a friend I felt deeply The sorrows I shared The laughs we all carried The roads walked together The thoughts that we lived through My Friend For a Call that I missed a day For a regret of an eternity I apologise for not being there You Were the Strongest,Respected and The Most Beautiful Soul I ever met. For even if I wish, the past cannot be undone For a life again lived It's with you I want To be raised together from the sun For Will I Live The Thoughts of our growth For the void that I have to live by.

My contract was terminated last month citing restructuring. Honestly, I saw it coming but wasn't expecting it would hit like this I tried keeping my mind distracted, but now it has started to sink I live with parents and they aren't saying anything (they were feeding me before and still are, no change for them) I have had thoughts of ending all this, but do not have the courage. What if it ends halfway and I am redundant my whole life? Credit card bills are coming through now and being 42% of my ex-salary wasn't something I was prepared for. I thought I was a sane spender.

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Getting one month of severance. Was part of marketing team in a startup. Series B startup - on the verge of collapsing ( or at least I think of it so due to shorter runway , no pmf )

For the Pride Left Behind For The Kindness that was sowed when I was a child With the empathy I felt for the hearts around For the love I saw in everyone's eyes The warmness everyone carried in themselves Was I late I don't know I didn't seek revenge on myself Nor a war As a Adult I realised I seek Calmness The battle that carried himself over the years The criteria to win was to loose upon himself The scars that I carried Were after all the Pride I heart The uneasiness I fealt Was to do the good always The light that shine Was after all the hope that was always within me How could I Forget? The life I lived was a blessing The problems, The solutions The journey blessed by my ancestors.