Job Hunting

No matter where I look No matter how hard I pray No matter my urgency and its drive... I cannot find a job... I'm pained by the agony of suffering for hope... faith beats me... perseverance is growing winded and despair is as familiar as a smile And I continue on like this as the seconds only bring me closer to more nothingness and I sit in the chair of discouragement and rub my head for comfort You see, I lie to myself and tell myself I'm happy and feel this lie so I don't have to wade in depression of the truth of how low I am... by poverty and its constraints... and its consumption of my entirety... and I beg God for help...I beg you now again God I can't go on like this much longer... (the next day I got a job!!!! Ha!)