I am buried alive...

Sometimes I feel like no matter what I do, it's not the right thing, or that there's nothing I can do about certain factors in my life. I hate feeling helpless like that. When you see people hurting and there's nothing you can really do to "heal," for lack of a better word, the situation. There's a scene in Smallville that stands out in my head: It's where they go into Lex's mind(either someone's reading the future, or it's one of his dreams or something) and they show him in a white suit, and everything is sunny and he's in a field or something. Then all of the sudden, everything around him begins to wither and die, until it's all gone. Not that I'm evil or anything, but I have to admit I sometimes find myself feeling like that...like I cannot do any good. And of course, it's all Murphy's law. It has to snowball into everything. And it's more than frustrating. And it's not one of those fall down on my knees and scream to the heavens and say, "Why God why?" It's just what it is...a feeling that comes in like a suffocating blanket when I see hurt all around me. And I don't think I suffer from some type of hero complex, where I wanna save the world, but it's hard to know people you love around you in pain and just accept it for what it is...
I do have faith that it all happens in God's bigger plan, but in the smaller plan, I can't help but be disgruntled.

Just one of those days...