Persistence

When you choose a path of social work, which gives your life meaning, and you are abused everyday for doing so, it slowly starts to deteriorate you.

You may try to give up the path, but that won't let you sleep at night, so instead you decide to let it kill you slowly day by day, not the path, but the haters who abuse you regularly-WITHOUT FAIL, you let them kill you.

'Them' might not be so mighty if they were not your blood, but when they are, know that God has planned this as the biggest joke of your life.

When you can't burst out, you burst in and collapse.

Battling against the Self

One's efforts to make one's life better,
like Sisyphus',
ever unrelenting.

Carrying up the boulders like innocent Sins,
Repentance in habit of self-loathing.
One is brought up this way, inefficient.

Anger, guilt, shame, ugliness,
One's food for thought.

The Self is a separate entity,
an arch enemy,
Crawls like the serpent,
disrupting the Head.

One's efforts seek Hercules,
to salvage the Prometheus
of one's Self.