Frustration
So many thoughts, That are running me insane, Distraught, worry & anger, That causes so much pain.
I keep looking for the good, But there's just none to be found, As I think I might get a leg up, I get kicked the hell back down.
It seems I've lost the fight, Ready to crawl in that hole, For the last couple years, Have really taken their tole.
poem by Richard Goolsby
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