Are You Still Laughing

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I asked you for help

You were there

Just for a moment

To help me cope

Then you vanished

Leaving me alone

To fend for myself

Drifting in a sea

Of depression and anxiety

I was fine until

The current turned

And I was pushed

Far out to sea

Gasping for air

You didn’t care

You saw my tears

Turning away you walked

Clear out of my life

Looking back now

It is my opinion

You were just

Using me for

A loan and a laugh

I hope I was

A lasting joke

At least that would mean

You do remember me

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Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) –opinion

Did You Hear The One About The Award

“Attaboy!” she said, as he returned to his seat. He attempted a grin. He had just won an award for excellence in his job. His body language was nothing but disdain.

On the way home she asked what was wrong. He sighed, “This award used to mean something. Now it is just a piece of paper. Two of the winners only know one machine. And the award going to Steve after he has been here three months is crazy.”

He opened the window letting the paper fly away. “They couldn’t even spring for a frame this year. What a joke.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – attaboy