Nothing but sheer frustration

That’s all you ever feel any more
You love the deepness of it all
You love the way it folds
And lines
And creases in your deepest core

You’d never say it out loud
You don’t even know you feel that way about it
To you,
It’s a feeling that can’t be described
Or put into words
Or shown out loud
You just feel it

Why?

You don’t know why
You know what may have caused it
Any of the few things that just go wrong in your life
The humiliation
The confusion
The longing to just fit in
It’s in there and you feel it
You just can’t…

Nothing but sheer frustration

You like finally putting a face to a name
Identifying whatever this is you feel
Now that you know what it is
You want to brag
To boast
To tell everyone

But what’s the purpose in that?
Maybe they’re figuring it out for themselves

You really just want to wallow in it
It’s an emotion
A feeling
A word
You can really feel, really feel

You love that you can feel it
Everything else feels fake