I AM FRUSTRATED

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For the past several weeks, my world has been spinning non-stop.   

Every piece of my life seem to be crushing to the ground right before my very feet.                                                        

It is as though the world has turned it's back upon me.                                           

My very existence is broken apart and still continues to tumble to dust as I sit and watch.                                                  

My anchor is visibly shaken and I fear it's just a matter of time before it can no longer hold in this storm I find myself. 

I have but two hands, two hands that can each hold a falling piece at a time.         

So in the midst of a thousand falling pieces, I find myself looking up to the universe for a helping hand.                  

But apparently, the universe seem to have it's own hands full.                           

Or maybe, it just doesn't see me as a priority, I can't help but wonder.              

It appears I have lost my basic will to fight, as everything else is so blurred and vague.

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And so I remain seated like a spectator, watching as these inevitable blows of life punch me right in the face, one after the other.                                                          

The feeling is somewhere in the middle of sorrow, anxiety and despair.                 

I am simply frustrated.

But every morning, I rise, beaming along side the morning sun.                                   

I wash my face, patch my wounds and keep moving for hope is but all I have.

And if I lose hope, then I will have nothing. 

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