Fighting. Fighting. There I killed that one. Another crops up. I beat that. Another one crops up. I am fighting. I am giving in. I am fighting.
Its hard when I keep changing my mind. Fight it. Beat it. Be with it. Flaunt it. Every single time I am sinking deeper in the quagmire that is my life.
All who try to come and help either get soaked in the dirt and are damaged for life. Or just lift their hands in despair and wash themselves clean of the mess. Who can blame them. I certainly don't. It's best that atleast they can save themselves. Scarred. But time will heal them. Hopefully.
And I am just sinking deeper. Deeper still.
Well, right now I think I will fight. Fight till I beat it. But they don't seem to wait for me to rest, recover, rejuvenate, revive and resist.
They just keep Multiplying. Compounding. Growing. Increasing. And there seems to be no end to them.
Darn flaws.
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