There is very little written about energy sappers
Those people and things and moments
Which steal the good life from you
Absolute thieves of joy and happiness
They make life unbearable and unlivable
The end seems preferable over them.
You want to avoid them on your way
But they just land up in front of you
Or you feel entrapped suddenly
Sometimes you embrace them
through gritted teeth and tired mind
sometimes you replenish your reserve
by doing something else
but as time passes, the list of sappers
Grows faster than the refuellers
how do we manage in that case
there is no end in sight
a quarter more or maybe even less
