I Just Feel Full of Frustration

I just feel full of frustration.
I am unable to get a hold of this situation.
The hostility present has become too much for me to ignore.
I can't pretend to be strong anymore.
My thoughts are overflowing with regret, failure, and sorrow.
I just want to lie down and forget about tomorrow.

I just feel full of frustration.
It hardly has any explanation.
I'm not depressed.
I'm only distressed.
It feels as though I'm running in circles endlessly.
A contributing factor can be jealousy.

I just feel full of frustration.
Perhaps I should try to engage in some conversation.
I'm longing for something I've never owned.
I can't help it. I'm already numb and cold.
The dream I dreamed seems impossible as time slips by.
And I can't do anything except cry.

I just feel full of frustration.
Everything seems merely an illustration.
I feel unimportant and useless.
There seems to be no end, and I'm clueless.
I can't really express my problems in lines.
I assume I can't really escape these dreadful times.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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