Frustration
The sudden feeling
You get
When the reason
Behind it is

Disappointment
When expectations
You've had
Were a fantasy

Nothing makes you happy.
Why?
Because nothing makes you happy.

That is depression.

This has turned into
   a familiar feeling
When my heart once again
   is ungratefully yearning
For the expectations I set
   which are foolishly turning
Into a fantasy I make
   when I'm eternally dreaming

Why does it matter?
When I've rested enough
But still too tired

Why does it matter?
When I've worked so hard
But still undesired

Why?
Does it matter?
If my heart wants to retire?

Sleep
A temporary remedy

Sleep
A relief so hard to find

Sleep
A luxury it has become

Sleep
A need that can't be bought

Sleep
Taken for granted

Sleep
Come to me

Oh sleep
Bring me
Peace

Naive of me
To think
At last
I'm alone
No longer

Oh but alas
Instead,
I feel
More alone
Than before

Happiness
I yearn for thee
Why do you always escape me?

The little things
I cannot see
Why can't I appreciate thee?

Ungratefulness
Is there with me
Why is there so much negativity?

This heart of mine
I hope won't be
Always too full of uncertainty.

I tremble
As the sun sets
For the soul
That is lost
In the sorrows
Of the heart

Broken that's left
Of a soul that wept
Lifeless and sore
For its heart is no more

Why is it
That the heart desires
But the mind
Conspires
Against good reason?


Insanity
Rules
Humanity

It sinks,
Trembles, and
Throbs

The heart is a true power
Repeatedly strained,
Shattered, and
Disregarded

Can it take much more?

Worry, worry
Set me free
At work,
Tomorrow I have to be
Sleep
I need terribly
Asleep
Oh please, I sought to be