I'm so tired
It's almost hard to move
To pull myself off the floor
And just breathe
It's hard to uncurl myself
But my knees to my chest
Crush my lungs
Though it feels so safe
I'm so tired
Too tired for little things
Like punctuation patterns or rhyme
Too tired for paranoia
And that says quite a lot
Too tired to try
To make this sound better
But I suppose
It won't be so bad
In a little while...
I just need some mental sleep...
So hope
Because that's soooo easy
Right
Yeah sure
No don't worry
I'm fairly hopeful
So I'll get some rest
Pull myself up off the floor
Unfold out of myself
And just breathe.
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Random Thoughts
PoetryThis is kind of just my brain and random thoughts I feel like sharing with someone in the middle of the night. Don't take any of it for more than it is because I'm always fine. Also, please don't judge the whole book by the first few poems. I promis...
