New Start to a dead end

I'm not afraid not at all,

I watch them all as they fall,

But I remember when we were young.

As an individual who has struggled with disability all his life, who now considers himself to be a Dead Soul and whose dreams have long since descended and disintegrated, I can fully appreciate the emotional import of the above stanza.

I have been shuffled from the job network to the Commonwealth Rehabilitation Service (CRS), back to the job network, back to the CRS, and am now registered with the Disability Job Network. In the last five years I have received one job referral by the relevant agencies that purportedly exist to help people like myself find a life. They have failed. I have failed.