derek's poems

Tired

I'm so tired of everything

I'm so weak, I cannot sing

I'm so sick of losing sleep

I'm so tired of the pounding

In my forehead and my chest

My heart tries to escape this mess

Up my throat and to my face

Trying to break out of his cage

I'm so sick of being tired

I'm so tired of being sick

My body aches and so does my mind

My system wasn't built for this

I'm tired

Of being alone

Of dying on my own

My nightmares only grow

Worse by the hour

I'm nothing but a coward 

And death comes to all the flowers

That used to grow in my mind

I'm tired all the time