I'm fine
I'm just tired
Exhaustion has encased my bones
And the monsters in my head scream in harsh tones
Society has turned everyone into clones
I paint on my face
And struggle to learn my place
I'm tired of day dreams
I'm tired of midnight screams
I'm tired of abandoned teams
I'm tired of cutting
I'm tired of this fucking....
Nightmare
I'm tired of starving
I'm tired of....
I haven't been sleeping
I haven't been eating
I'm surprised I keep breathing
Exhaustion wraps around my bones
The monsters keep screaming in those harsh tones
And I fear that I'm turning into one of those clones
Those clones
That throw words that break bones
Those clones
That stay wrapped up in their phones
I'm tired of confusion
I'm tired of delusion
I'm tired of having to keep up an illusion
I'm fine
I'm just tired
YOU ARE READING
Scaps Of Paper
PoetryThis is a small collection of poetry that I myself have written It's nothing more than word vomit Splattered on scraps of paper
