I'm tired of listening to the sound of my tears,
Tired of constantly battling my fears,
Tired of struggling with challenges that continuously reappear.
I'm tired of wasting my days submersed in despair,
Tired of words piercing my heart like sharp spears,
Tired of living a life that is one big blear.
I'm tired of pretending while deep inside I care,
Tired of being stuck in toxic relationships and atmospheres,
Tired of hypocrisy and lies in a world full of fakes and veneers.
I'm tired of trying to believe,
Tired of putting up a show,
Tired of battling defeat,
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RandomIt all started when I lost myself. I wallowed in misery. I had no self esteem. I felt unloved, unworthy, and worst of all dead inside. Like I was simply existing, without living at all. That's when poetry found me. Lonely nights turned into ni...
