Frustration takes me to places that i don’t want to see....
giving me a concussion from running head-on with reality...
just the thought of it humbles me ...
misused and abused...
lost like a detective on a case with out clues...
frustration what does it really mean to experience it for yourself ....
it’s like being a part of a game which has no ref...
frustration eventually plagues our life on a daily basis...
it’s no set rules or specific cases...
no specific targets or individual races...
frustration usually breaks my spirit but i try not to fear it...
when the evil voices in my head start i pretend not to hear it...
frustration has driven me nuts bring out the straight jacket to contain me...
the thing i see today depress me....
but regardless of the stress i know god blessed me...
frustration makes me stronger each day...
it forces me to seek a different way to make it to another day....
frustration has me searching my inner soul,
for the inner strength to carry on another hour...
the bitterness leaves my mouth sour...
daily prayer gives me the power to overcome the frustration.....
that plagues our entire nation...
i try to sustain my blood pressure and keep it from rising like inflation...
frustration is it a good thing or a bad thing? you be the judge...
the situation to me is sticker then chocolate fudge...
i am stubborn like a mule you can push me but i wont budge ...
you can hurt me and i wont hold a grudge...
frustration is just another test we must pass as a whole...
the tools we need to overcome frustration buried deep with in our soul..
