Venting poem

[Darkover]

I'll make it worth your while when I find success,
But right now, I need your kindness; this climb's a stressful mess.
Clumsily convinced I'd be better off alone,
I'm losing my mind, literally—
Reincarnated as a bat? Who'd want that, I moan.

Damned if you do, damned if you don't; it's do or die,
Why live, why dream when everything fades and dies?
Life feels like a living hell,
Struggling while others seem to excel.