I Will Conquer All


I walk away,

My head held high,

For once I don’t feel bad,

I can do this.


Earlier I had felt sick,

Terrified of what was to come,

Selling myself to these people,

Whose job it is to judge me.


It’s a madness,

The pressure we put on ourselves,

To live up to someone else’s standards,

When we’re perfect on our own.


A sense of relief,

Washes over me with the sun,

It’s all over now,

Just wait for the outcome.


Regardless of what happens next,

I must remember thisĀ feeling.

That I could conquer all,

Because one day I will.


I’m gone,
To the other side of the world.
I finally did it,
Packed a bag and left.

Left behind friends and family,
The job I was stuck in,
And the job going nowhere,
Now I’m free.

Free to go where I will.
Do what I want
And make new friends
And yet here I am again

Again feeling a little out of place,
Looking for another thankless job,
As a way of something to do,
Stuck and not wanting to be bored.

Bored leads to dark thoughts,
And feeling useless all over again.
I need to do something productive.
To do something meaningful.