Frustration.

Days of life,
Days of strife.
Not with others,
Nor our sister and brothers.
Days of conflict,
Which we inflict,
Upon ourselves.
As we sit upon the shelves,
Of indecision and self loathing.
Tormented by self and situation.
Filled with frustration.
We must learn to let go,
And to flow,
With what we can not change,
And allow God, our lives to arrange.