What is this feeling?

What is this feeling? This feeling of discontentment?

What is this feeling? This feeling of anger?

What is this feeling? This feeling of being at the losing end?

How long shall I hold on?

How long shall I persevere?

Sometimes, it feels like it is worth my effort at all.

Why should I care, if you don't?

Why should I go the distance, if you're not willing to move an inch?

Why should I stay, if there's no joy left?

How long? How much more can I take?

Oh Lord. Help me.