The Sisyphean Lifestyle

As he once again stood at the bottom of the huge mountain of his undertakings
He couldn’t help but feel like King Sisyphus
Only there was no rock
Just a large chip on his shoulder
And a hostile monkey on his back

Call Me Ares

If love truly is a battlefield
If love truly is a war
Then call me Ares
For I am a one man army
And I shall wield my weapons with a ferocity that has never been seen
I will strike fear with my smile
Cripple you with my charm
And I will cut you down with a kiss
You will have no other option than to lower your defences and succumb to me
Now open your gates and let me love you