Log 27: Tired

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It's 3 am and I'm half past tired
My body is filled with fire
My heart craves desire
My mind doesn't believe liars

My eyes want to shut
My mind won't let them but
I learned to stop shouting about being a slut
I didn't need to deepen the cuts

Out the door I snook
With just a one second look
You've become my newest crook
Why isn't this how I read it in the story books?

I don't know how I'm still awake
My heart and mind have nothing else to make
But they'll still manage to break
And I'll continue to shake

You'll forget me
Because you my friend, are free
Just like a buzzing bee
Flying from tree to tree

I really want you to stay
Just so the clouds will no longer be gray
The alcohol is beginning to make me sway
Why did I just get down on my knees to pray?

Weeping as I knelt
I knew my heart was finally begging to melt
All the pain I felt
Was no longer on me like a big fat welt

I stare into the thickening woods
Praying to god for something good
Screaming, "if only I could..."
Realizing I wasn't alone as I stood

"What do you want from me?" I ask
My question was answered with an opened flask
Although he didn't take off my full mask,
He some how managed to complete his task

He was so kind
He must have been blind
And I know I had crossed my own line
But I didn't really mind

He's all I really need
My heart is beginning to bleed
Because I know I'm a different type of breed
Unwanted and unpleasant; worse than weeds

I should have told him before
That I'm such an annoying bore
My head is constantly facing an on going war
"Just please go easy, so I'm not sore"

Out the door I ran
Knowing I was waking up banned
Because I walked straight into his plan
And it was over in such a short time span

Always questioning why
Always makes me want to cry
But not I'm just tired because I'm high
So I guess it's time to say my goodbyes

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