Coven Of My Darkest Secrets

Are you not the ONE? Vaguely in my DREAMS FRAY away not from me In your PRESENCE, my REFUGE, I seek my SOLACE My ESCAPISM from this futile, jaded BEING Of endless SORROW and fested with FALLACIES Encased in a SNOWGLOBE Imbued with LONGING Upon the RETURN Of your second COMING

Goodbye My Friends

Today is a very sad and disheartening day, in the midst of the bleak economy, 3 of my fellow workers were given the golden handshake. This is one of the cost-cutting measures (though I feel it is rather drastic) but in times like these, it is inevitable. Despite numerous warnings about cost-cutting, it never crossed my mind that we will need to "r" peeps.
Perhaps, I had been through it (but current employer did it alot more civil than my previous) and I can't help but feel sad.

Now that I looked back, it was a blessing in disguise to be "axe" back then than now when the market situation is really really really at its very worst. As hopeless as the situations may seem, I know that I am in good hands, hands of GOD.