Each time I fail, my craving to die goes stronger!

It started with high hopes and strong will! I wasn’t meant to lose!

I always yearned to kill!

Soon I made it to the top! Got all that I could crop!

But then, success got me crazy. Gradually I lost all my props. Huh!

I’m going down now! I battle for my existence everyday!

It’s been a lot! I’ve faced much! I’m tired now!

I just wish it ends soon, so that I can attain the so called “tranquility” and vanish!