The Bare Minimum

For the first time in life, I had encountered the individual who was called struggle.

He was a mental struggle, a physical struggle, a ceaseless struggle.

He exhibited my most fragile attributes to devour my mind, body, and soul.

For a such a cheap price, I was broken, shattered into pieces, exploited, and defeated.

I have always believed in two philosophies.

If i live my life with purpose, there will always be a solution.

If I live my life honorably, I will be content.

Combating struggle, I have always thought "everything will work out," but perhaps this isnt true.

Maybe I need a change, maybe something completely new.