Built Up Frustration
I feel it building
building to an unexplored bliss
bliss that I’ve only read about
about to explode
explode and evaporate
evaporate like steam
steam that’s fogged windows
windows that block out my screams
screams of raw emotions
emotions hitting from all angles
angles that leaves us frustrated
frustrated for our satisfaction
satisfaction that’s so deserved
deserved, but denied
denied so it begins building
building
building
building, again
again, we do it.
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