FRUSTRATION

Sometimes
I'm full of lethargy,
Has a needle
Stabbed my effigy?
What once felt elation
Now only feels
Frustration... See
It is age
That starts the rage,
Has my pen
Blotted the page?
My lifes station
Closed due to
Frustration...Wage
War inside my head
Jumbled and unsaid,
Do I lie
On nailed bed?
Raining on vacation
Causes such misery and
Frustration... So
I can clear my throat
Don an armoured coat,
Do I sink
Or do I float?
Make life an occupation
Sweep away the self pity
And Frustration......
We only get one shot at life
Hone your skills
Sharpen the knife,
Stab frustration
End its strife
And let your mind
Be a loving wife.
Phil Hall  November 2013