Frustration (A Sonnet) (2/14/16)

Frustration is being stuck in a place,
Where you will never find any control,
Banging your head against all time and space,
You can feel it in the depth of your soul.
Helpless because you cannot find your way,
Lost among the wants and needs of the few,
Trying to find your place just for today,
But never finding a way to break through.
Stuck in a prison where you hold no key,
Feelings of frustration you try to block,
Desperately fighting just to break free,
At the mercy of those guarding the lock.
Searching for the path that leads to release,
Hoping that one day you will find your peace.

TLA 9/24/14-2/14/16