Bucket of Sorrow

Here today.
Gone tomorrow.
Carry around
My bucket of sorrow.

All the smiles.
All the praise.
Trying hard for
My mood to raise.

Two steps forward.
Three steps back.
Trip and fall.
Over one small crack.

Many tell me
Never to quit.
Got a problem
That's hard to admit.

The words float
All through my head.
My thoughts
And what others have said.

Stuck in a chamber.
Stuck in a maze.
Why, nothing seems
Right these days.