Frustration

Fuck it
Never a solution
To a problem I can't see

Answer held high above
Strangled
Atop a sharp peak

I can't reach them
God damn it
Stop taunting me

It's right there
But what
I don't know

The answer
Is there?
What about the problem?

Is it real?
I can feel it
It hurts
Sad
Crying hurt

Tears fall from
The answer's peak
Land on my bloody mind
Sting, burn, blister

I can't move
Why can't I move?

Scream
Yell
I hear my echo
It screams back

He doesn't know either
Why are the answers so high?

Is this fair?
Is this right?

I yell again
But I don't hear my echo
Where is he?

Up with the answers?
Is that me?
What's that about to jump?

Maybe that would be the problem
Would the answers follow?
Jump

Should he jump?
The answers
Where'd they go?

They're gone
Jump
God damn it
Jump