Frustration

I'm filled with frustration, to get to the edge but never able to make it over that line. You climb that tree, but are unable to grab the sweet fruit that awaits you at the top. This frustration is slowly leading to a not so happy place. An area in my soul that light can find no way in. The joy and laughter that was once in me has started to lose its sound. I now go to rest my body for another day in where my joy might have another small part chipped away. Good night all....