How Do I Continue?

My every muscle hurts. I fight my eyes for sight. It seems my day just starts...I blink and once again it's night. Just let me please lie down my head. I must just be too weak. How can I accomplish all I must when a nap is all I seek? I burn the proverbial candle of course both ends are lit. Sometimes I feel I can hardly stand... it's all I can do to sit! It never seems to ease up this pace of life full-tilt. There's rarely time to smell the rose before it starts to wilt. God, help me through these rough times. I promise to really try. I promise that I won't give up. I can't promise not to cry. My tears so often cleanse me. My soul just seems to ache. I need your strength to hold me up. Have pity for heavens sake!