Frustration

by Purple   May 2, 2007


Frustration pushes on its master
Locking its owners doors fast
Stuck inside a small square
Feelings of progression cant last

The mind finds itself an ineffective leader
A slave to the thing it tries to control
As a mind with unbridled emotions
Its subject to any of emotions pulls

Like a government ruled by people
Uneducated and without control
Popular sovereignty and good will suffer
As misguided souls misfit their role

Overcompensating with tightened motions
Twitching an arm reaches out
Missing and knocking valuables over
Mistakes show like a visible shout

Frustration widens errors
Framing them in crimson flame
Frustration makes nothing right
Deepening the shallowest blame

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  • 17 years ago

    by Ike Dizzle

    Dang I like the personification you used for frustration lol. Great job. 5/5
    -vino