The title says it all. I am honestly at my wit's end.
Tell me how you feel about this one.
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I am tired.
Battling for my belief,
Searching for a few seconds of relief.
Getting nothing of what I desired,
Thus, I am tired.
Listening to everything again and again,
Knowing that the struggle has just begun.
Patience became a virtue I admired,
Because I am tired.
Turning backs on people who don't care,
I was blaming destiny for not being fair.
The epiphany of helplessness was the only thing acquired,
That is why I am tired.
Cleaning up the mess in my life,
Sacred as if walking on the edge of a knife.
The repercussion left me uninspired,
So, I am tired.
Juggling all this with a smile,
The ending of this misery still away by miles.
Maybe I didn't have what was required,
The conclusion is, I am tired.
Someday I will feel happy,
Thinking all this was just me being sappy.
Laughing at everything which has transpired,
But for now, I am tired.
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YOU ARE READING
A PAGE FROM MY LIFE
شِعرThis books is an attempt to dabble in the fine art of poetry. So the poems will have my brutal opinion in a not so brutal form. Hope you enjoy. Be aware the works are not edited.
