Sitting here angry
Feeling sorry for myself
I dare not ask out loud
What else can go wrong next
Days filled with regretful ponder
Nights filled with restlessness
Prayers don't even bounce off
Let alone pierce God's ears
Your purpose and plan for my life
Cannot be remorseful tears
There has to be a better way
To be at peace within
Despite the chaos all around
But, what if there isn't though
What if I've run out of options?