I knew it was my last day there

I knew it was my last day there.

I had enough of this office.

Damn with the paper work, damn with the boss, damn with the colleagues, damn with the place;

There’s was no sense of right and wrong here.

It was better to leave than stay here.

Cuss words jammed my throat; humiliation still raw;

But my self-worth, my self-worth went rolling downhill.

I felt helpless; cried my heart out.

After two days of rigorous job search, I landed up with yet another decent job.

Rightfully, when one door closes, another opens.

My lost faith restored; my self-worth resurrected.