Tired

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I'm tired

Okay?

Isn't that acceptable?

I'm tired of dealing with drama

I'm tired of being yelled at

Always

Tired of being awake

Tired of working

Tired of stress

Tired of being...

Alive

Wanting it all to end

I'm tired of not being accepted

I'm tired of breaking more

Every minute

Every hour

Every day

Always

Everything I see

Everything I touch

Everything I smell

Everything

Reminds me of the old me

The happy me

The true smiles me

The fearless me

The true me

The depression has consumed me

Taking my happiness

Like storm clouds taking the sun

Hiding it away

Only showing from time to time

Only showing through the clouds

Always being hidden once again

When the night comes

Or when the wind blows

Wishing the clouds would go

Away for more than a minute

For more than a day

For more than a week

Slowly working til they only come around

When it really needs to rain

When I really need to cry 

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