I'm tired
No I'm exhausted
I feel as if I was rotting slowly
From the inside out
Moving sluggishly through the halls
But a smile in hand
My mind slipping from my skull
Blood oozing from my fingertips
My feet bare with holes of forgotten steps
Blistered with the heat of the past
I'm tired
Of being tired
A hatred burns through me aching
Time to time
Day after day
Moment after minute
I dont sleep
But then I do
Lost in a realm
Of unseen fortune of good
Nor Evil
Truly unknown vast and unoriginal
I'm exhausted
Without reason
Somehow my thoughts dig into my body
Forcing me asleep
To forget
It whispers
Shhh..close your eyes
Just forget
I dont want to forget
I dont want to sleep
I dont want to drift into a distant
Spec of meaningless dust
Wake me up,
Gently, with a kiss to the forehead
Someone steal my dreams
Force me down the endless path
And drown me in the sleepless stream
I'm tired
truly worn
Of being tired
YOU ARE READING
𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤
PoesieThis book is about a boy and his thoughts, an outcast, escaping through his words of reality, perfect fatality, and disowned by society but found his heart in a lost remedy. 《DISCONTINUED》
