Company Time 5-16-24

[Semicircle]

Being a nuerodivergent worker
sitting my company van 
making 27$ per hour 
crying on the phone to my cousin
asking where to find 
free objecting help
crying on the phone 
with my mom about 
how a girl I loved killed         I'm not sure if the way this cuts off is intentional, but I like the vertigo it gives.
In highschool
herself the day after she
held me close
and I couldn't 
kill myself because 
she deserves every tear
she deserves more than 
tears...
she deserves justice.

I send my boss a text
saying I need help.. 
and can't represent 
our company today

This poem works well as a logging of events. It feels like it was made in heat of the moment.
I don't think it needs meddling.

Hope you are doing alright,
SC