Struggling With My Reality

My struggles over the last 1.5-2 months encapsulated in the form of a single poem:

Gasping and choking

My career, almost collapsing

Nearly everything turning into dust

My dreams, rot

My innocence, lost

Betrayed, my trust

Shattered, my hopes

Over, my cause

Struggling, my body

Help me, somebody

Raving, my mind

Am I not kind?

Cruel, my fate

Weeping, my heart

Hard work, I lack not

My teeth, I grit

My pain, I bear

The yards, I cover

Step by step

My diet, I keep

However, God puts a spanner

Before I can recover

Punishment after punishment

My efforts, all for naught

Being patient, my downfall

Should I turn evil?

Maybe, leave that for later

For now, just shed many a tear

Today, done and dusted

My self-confidence, destroyed

Time to escape reality

Then only can I ever be happy!