Mad Dog

[Author's Note: I feel a little distraught. It is amazing to see first hand how little other human beings care about my existence or lack thereof. I am totally useless if I donot serve their existence in some way. I am on my spin bike, looking at my tummy, my sagging face and my tired eyes and fighting off mental demons.]

Bruised battered,
worn and sore,
steady in spirit,
ready for more.