I'M Tired ...

I'm tired ... 


I'm tired ...



The highs and lows
The wishing and the letdowns
The hope and the despair
I'm tired ... 


My mind won't settle
In a hurry to think the worst
And yet to believe ...
I'm tired ...


My stomach never at ease
Quivers and crumbles and turns
And yet butterflies form ...
I'm tired ...


My heart - so abnormal
Pumps boiling blood while in numerous shreds
And yet it truly loves ...
I'm tired ...


My soul unrest
"Nervous," "Alone," and "Heated Fear"
    Quickly in the innards creep
And yet it feels and breathes the deepest depths
I'm tired ... 


And why?
For what purpose?
Sense?
It makes none


Mind and heart conflict
Almonds puff and the face swells
Droplets pattern tracks in its chasms
And why?
For what purpose?


Just give up ...  wait
Stay strong
Let go ...  wait
Hold on
Forget ...  wait
Remember  ... remember then


I'm so tired
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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