I want to write something beautiful

something that flows like inhaling air

tendrils of words softly spoken

caressing my soul with graceful care

I want to write something magnificent

something grandiose and profound

verses full of analogous metaphors

of poignant depth that resound.

I want to write something memorable

something that engraves on the mind

imagery so striking it leaves

patterned phosphenes behind.

But alas

my talent doesn't stretch that far

so I struggle and I restart

nothing poignant nothing grand

just simple matters of the heart.

I'm frustrated I can't write beyond

those simple matters of the heart.

Nope.

It

is

not

my

job

to

hold

your

hand

-

to

fix

your

fumbles

-

to

steady

your

steps.

GET

UP

and

DO

IT

Your

damn

self.

Because -

Lowering

my

expectations

hurts

you

more

than

acknowledging

your

capability.

what frustrates

me is not that

people lie.

that can't

be helped.

lies are

golden threads

woven into

conversation,

that prevent

it from

falling

apart.

it's that

they tell

themselves

it's for the

sake of the

someone else.

that

they're

doing

it because

of

love.

but really,

they're just

attempting

to mask

their own

mistakes.

Frustration is lacking patience with stupid people. Frustration is road rage. Frustration is intolerance toward an idea that is opposite your own. It is different than anger, but frustration can lead to anger.

What frustrates me are things that are out of my control, so really I'm not often frustrated.