RoseAnn V. Shawiak Frustration Poems

Talking, taking constant reminders of being and looking for
trouble, not wanting to be good, for what is the fun in
that?
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Lengthy discussions often leading to frustration because
of differing opinions, unable to compromise at all.

At times tempers flaring, words spoken out of anger, only
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Circumstances fade and wan throughout life,
never caring about our feelings or how we
may exist during their moments.
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Tears of love running down avenues of this heart, not noticing
anything except the pain of heartbreak cracking in midnight
hours.
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Looking for something, searching for someone to talk to late
at night, being awake and lonely, confined in a hospital bed,
at a loss on what to do, tears forming quietly from a deep
frustration held within.
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Abruptly brushing away tears of frustration as they fall uninterruptedly from my soul.
Holding hands with faith even in the darkness of pain and nausea, looking intensely into the near future for a reprieve from it all.
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Abruptly brushing away tears of frustration as they fall uninterruptedly from my soul.
Holding hands with faith even in the darkness of pain and nausea, looking intensely into the near future for a reprieve from it all.
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