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I'M Tired

I’m tired……. Tired of smiling when I’m dying inside Tired of looking for a safe place to hide Tired of loving when I am turned away Tired of trying to find right words to say I’m so tired…. Tired of always trying so hard to please Tired of daily feeling ill at ease Tired of feeling that I’m so small Tired of just waiting for you to call I’m so very tired... Tired of pretending to be alright Tired of crying after one more fight Tired of seeing unfulfilled desire Tired of failures that put out the fire I’m so very extremely tired… Tired of trying hard to measure up Tired of drinking this bitter cup Tired of wishing beauty to be mine Tired of hoping it will all be fine God, you know I’m tired… Tired of wounding You time after time Tired of waiting for heaven sublime Tired of longing for perfection in me Tired of waiting from guilt to be free I’m tired… Maybe you’ll understand the reasons why I want you to know, I really did try But I’m shriveled up and empty inside There is no place left this raw hurt to hide I’m tired; I have no strength left to stand Guess I’m just too proud to reach for your hand I wish I could make you really “see” me And not this monster that I’ve come to be I’m tired; I’ve no charm to make love last No magic to erase the sordid past I’ve learned that life is cruel, mean and unkind Happiness was not for me to find. I’m tired; I can bring this to an end You know it is too hard this heart to mend You know I’m much too tired to try to live My last breathe of life is all I can give…. I’m TIRED!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 7/15/2013 9:24:00 AM
Phew Eileen.. such a relief to read your encouraging words on my post. After reading this I can understand that you have a real insight into a Bipolar world-- what a sad and touching poem this is. As you so rightly say... our children hold us back.. in the end... from stepping off that cliff. I too have bad days-- a mood disorder is NOT a fun way to live. But.. "There by the Grace of God go you and I" You too are beautiful-- inside and out.
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Date: 12/10/2012 9:41:00 PM
I too love your arrangement. I'm glad you responded to Ilene's post because your poem was very intense. But, I see that you are a very resilient woman with a strong faith in God. So you are in good hands. Wishing you the very best.
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 12/10/2012 11:14:00 PM
Thanks, Jon. You are very kind. I can't deny that I'm a very sensitive person and prone to take disappointments and rejection hard. However, I have much to live for. Just this morning my husband and I were recounting all the blessings we have. :) One day at time....hugs!
Date: 12/10/2012 6:57:00 PM
i love the way you've arranged this poem - it's so creative and it works so well. i hope you're not really feeling as down as your words reflect because i look forward to reading more of your work!
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 12/10/2012 7:24:00 PM
Ilene, this was written a long long time ago when I was really fed up with life and disappointments. I still struggle with my issues, but I'm on the other side one! :) God is good. Thank you for your lovely caring note!
Date: 12/10/2012 3:24:00 PM
Eileen, your poem is beautiful and deep... the power.. behind your poem is mesmerizing... pd
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 12/10/2012 7:23:00 PM
PD....thank you! Unfortunately...I've come very close to that edge. Someone must have been praying for me to see it through and survive. Thanks for the kind note! Hugs!

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