Anyone Else

Is
Anyone else
Out there
Hanging
By a thread

Living

One long day
At a time

Unable to look

Too far into the future

Using every ounce

Of strength
To meet
The requirements
Of the day

Missing

What was once
A very happy
Life

Wondering

How the hell
People
Have an extra
Couple thousand
Every year
To travel
When I’m looking at
Yet another
Three year loan
To cover repairs
On a home
I can barely afford

Laughing off

The thought of
How any of my
Needs will be met
At retirement

When it’s all

I can do
To meet the needs
Of today

I’m now
Officially winging
This life

I’m not like

Other people
Who have
The luxury
Of a plan

There is

No plan
For lives
Like this

Or just maybe
I am exactly
Like other people

Just maybe

Everyone else
Is winging it too

But just maybe

Everyone else
Does a better job
Of hiding it