Will I Sustain ?

I introspect.
Will I?

How to give?
when I have
little in hand.

I hear grumbles,
loud at times, keep
me dumbfounded.

The resentment
scares and destabilizes.
I continue restless.

The prattle of those
familiar hurts. They
engage with a verbosity.

Whom should I blame?
As in the past.I bottle
the angst,

Impossible to stop
gossip, I understand.
I do not object.

That one of disappointment,
places me in a status
hard to sustain.

Truth prevails as always.
It is patience one needs.
I wait for the reward.